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''Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.'' -Dr. Seuss

"My life is just one constant battle between wanting to be alone, but not wanting to be lonely."

We didn’t know we were making memories We were just having fun.

To anybody who's reading this, I pray that whatever is hurting you or whatever you are constantly stressing about gets better. May the dark thoughts, the overthinking, and the doubt exit your mind. May clarity replace confusion. May peace and calmness fill your life.

You know this playlist is going to be hard-hitting when it begins with Snowfall.

Ahh yes.. The time socialising was easy The time you didnt care about school The time your home was healthy The time you never had to think about not having friends The time where we cried when we didnt get to watch more TV The time when we learned new things The time life was filled with color, rainbow and unicorns The time life felt like home The time life was worth living ... Will never be forgotten.

The worst pain isn't a cut or bruise, it's seeing those you considered so close turn into strangers

The part that sucks the most is you wanna love and care so hard, but it feels like being alone is better for a piece of mind.

while listening to this playlist, I think of all the people who I don’t come in touch with anymore. It’s weird how they were a part of my life, but now they’re just in my memories that I replay in my head and nothing more. I wonder if they think of me the way that I think of them.

The most painful part in life is remembering the old good memories with people who are now changed

My Girlfriend of 7+ years is going through a mental health depreciation, she has recently been going through schizophrenia and she seems so distant from me. It's like she is being held hostage in her mind and the girl I remember is trying to find her way back to the surface, but in the blink of an eye, she is gone again. I miss her and I tell her this all the time, what kills me the most is when she says, "She misses herself too"... I just look to the future with hope that I can support her enough that she gets better and maybe someday she can be her real self again, for the past year I have watched her get progressively worse, it started with depression, and then it progressed into paranoia, she thought I was against her and everyone was conspiring to hurt her. The truth was, I was trying to work hard so we could have a better life together. And now it feels like we lost it all, she can't even have a full conversation with me anymore without returning to talking to herself. All I can do is hug her and give her a kiss and tell her that I'm here for her no matter what. She was my highschool crush and we found each other again 13 years later. We lived together in pure happiness for a few years, but ever since 2018 is when things started to take the turn for the worse. I am being as strong as I can be, because I'm not weak and I have a resolve that has been strengthened for decades, My patience is greater than most people that I know. There have been some dark days where I felt like giving up and just ending my life, but when I look at old photos and the memories we created, I think about if she hasn't given up, then why should I? When you love someone if they are worth fighting for then fight...even if you have to fight yourself ❤

What hits different is finding your old playlist and connecting with your inner child and realizing how broken you really became

Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. -Some random guy

sometimes i forget how it even felt to be a child, i wish i had been able to enjoy my childhood for just a bit longer

“Sometimes the best memories are sad because you know they will never happen again.”

Imagine listening to this, recalling memories with your father that passed away a year ago, laying in your bed,alone,at 2 am,broke,poor, jobless,went through everything,but never felt anything when he was alive, because he was like a shield. Goodbye Dad, I'll never forget about you, I'll keep fighting.

the more i fail to remember my past, the more i realise how precious it is to my heart. it hurts to know that i am forgetting myself by the time i grow up. i am changing so fast and it feels like i'm betraying my older self, my inner child. (UPD: I had no idea so many people would resonate with my feelings. I wish we all will be happy someday)

"Nothing is more painful than seeing someone you love move on."~life

One of the life lesson I've learned. You will always be alone. People will leave u behind,you will leave people behind. Doesn't matter which one but the outcome is the same. At the end of it all,you will be alone. I've made peace with that fact. I welcome the cold,empty void with an open arm

I have depression, anger issues, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts but the way this music makes me calmer by the second makes me remember the good days when I used to have fun but then this playlist is more calming than anything else

The best memories are from the strangers you used to love.

I'm struggling with depression.. These types of music help me cry, and it helps me calm down afterwards. Thank you.

my sister and i became homeless by choice running away from abuse and addiction in our family at 16 and 20. had no clue what we were doing. worked like hell and prayed. Our mom is sober this year and slowly we’re making amends within our family. We’re celebrating our third apartment this month and i hope we never get to stop making memories. Lord thank you for giving me my sister and the day you call us home will be the most painful departure my heart will ever know.. Glory to God

Ykwhat, it's actually insane how people actually take the time to make an hour long playlist, needs more appreciation ngl

How amazing would it be that if there truly is an afterlife, we could revisit and relive our favourite memories? It doesn't seem all that bad if we can do that.

Honestly, the only reason i’m staying alive is to experience love. I feel like i have never experienced it before, i want to love someone and want someone to love me. I want to bake bread with them, get a cat, live a domestic life. I know this cannot be archived without pain and struggling but i didn’t know it would be this painful. I just have to study hard to get a good job in the future, and then hopefully i can work on my dreams of a domestic life filled with hugs, baking bread, and love.

When you realize you're just a memory, that thought in itself becomes the thought that sticks around in your head. It doesn't go away. You just have to live with it. When you realize they don't have the same appreciation for you that you do. When you realize they don't love you back. When you realize they may never come back. When you realize that they're the true memory, only then can you realize true and honest peace. They can't hurt you, if they're only a memory. They can only linger. That's all they can do.

Everyone in my life eventually becomes a memory, and I've gotten to a point where it doesn't matter anymore. My deepest desire is to truly find myself, but when the world is so loud and the pain is just as deafening, it's almost as if I'm frozen in time longing to be released from this suffrage that leads to the epitome of my demise.

“I once created something, and then it crumbled with in my hands and my anger let loose like a flame… until one day I realised that the wind will only blow the ashes away if I stop holding onto them so tightly” -My quote

*It's actually really soothing living and knowing that someone has you as their memory.*

The best thing we can do, fellas, is work on ourselves. If you're here, listening to this beautiful music, because she doesn't or didn't love you, we're in the same boat. I hope you guys are stronger after this. We shouldn't just give up.

hello, world. i feel like crying, this playlist hits so hard. i miss when everything felt simpler when crushes were fun when i was a child no worries. but now, what is the point of living knowing that no matter how high you go, no matter how happy you are, it's nothing compared to the past. perhaps i am screaming into the void. but i must tell someone. my earliest memories are being thrown in a cold shower and left outside in the middle of the night. my parents weren't the healthiest. i swung back and forth like a pendulum suicidal and full of hatred to happy and loving of the world 2nd grade was the grade i was diagnosed with autism. adhd as well. i had so many crushes during primary school: their names i will not list for obvious reasons. but i had about 4? 5? 1st grade was my first breakup. of course, it being 1st grade and all, i really didn't care. i just said i didn't want to be boyfriend and girlfriend anymore, then drew heartbreak emojis on all my worksheets. classic 1st grade stuff. 2nd grade, i believe, was my first rejection i had a crush on a boy we'll call E. i laughed at all his jokes played along with him for months. i told a popular girl, A, about said crush. she told him, and it being 2nd grade and all, he was pretty repulsed. he avoided me at all costs. i hated A for telling him.. and myself for telling her. that was the day i learned my lesson about confessing. eventually it's online school. i was so overwhelmed with work. i had a great teacher the first online year, second not so much. i left halfway through the year. back to the first online year. my incredibly nice teacher, Mrs. G, let us stay on after school, for clubs or chatting or whatever we wanted. actually, let's go back a bit earlier. i remember everything about him. Mrs. G introduced him to the class. "please welcome Q!" (obviously not his real inital) he was a bit of a late transfer, but not by much. this was the first time in so many years where i actually felt something for someone. we got to chatting, especially after school and in the zoom chat section. we had these in-school tutoring sessions once a week. i met him there as well, where i got an invitation to the city museum. i had a great time. and, perhaps more importantly, a crush. anyways it's been a month or so and i'm back at his house. we're playing some random game, and he snaps and screams at _me_ . i discovered youtube videos discussing toxic relationships. 🚩🚩🚩 yet i stayed. it was under the stars we kissed. "don't tell anyone about this," he said. me still being fairly young, i went straight to my mother. we didn't pursue anything else romantically. anyways it's been a few years. we're in touch and i go over to his house regularly. i've had a fair amount of crushes by then. and suddenly, at around 12:00am, i text my best friend ever. "X, i think i'm in love with Q." and i tell her everything you've heard now. so one day due to a family emergency i'm stuck at his house. we're doing stuff that friends just don't do, but my naïve self thinks nothing of it. we've come back from swimming. and he confesses everything. Q loves... me? i was terrified to confess due to what E had said all those years ago. so we sit together and chill, again doing things that friends just don't do. then i realise. i can't do this. so i get up and tell him so. he was rightfully crushed. Q tried a bit after that to make more moves. i shut them down. the romance i'd dreamed of came crashing down. i was never able to love like that again. but yet... i tried to get him to come back. he'd made up his mind. i wanted to tell him i still loved him but that fear of E stopped me again. so it's been another year i'm making more friends than just him and so has he so i'm chilling with one of my friends, called Y, and she's written a fanfiction about 2 people in our class. i think it's funny and send it to Q. he proceeds to send it to around 10 other people, including the 2 people mentioned in the story. oh no. my soul - crushed. my friendship - destroyed. what if this gets to the staff? my plans - student council, the honors society, i could be kicked out. final period hits. i have it with Y and Q, along with another friend of all of us, called K. it's pretty laid-back, i just have to pretend nothing happened. dismissal rings. i'm in the locker room with Y and K. we're talking about Q. Y gets K updated on the whole fanfiction thing. and the conversation switches to Q. how he can never be trusted will do anything for a cheap laugh only cares about one thing: himself. likes almost every girl in the school. and a switch in my brain begins to flip. he lied to my face that night after swimming. i can't win him back. even if i could, it would be an endless loop. and as this lightbulb illuminates my mind, Y blocks Q. and so do I. now it's tuesday, the day after, and i'm ill. perhaps that's good. i don't have to deal with Q. but god, i can't do this. a part of me wants him back. i'm thinking about how much he misses me, how he wishes he wasn't blocked. but i can't do this anymore. this is me coming to terms with what happened, i guess. a quick side story though the day the fanfiction thing happened K's acting mad flirty and it's super weird is it just her personality or..? and suddenly i feel it. when Q entered my life, my love life burned to the ground. but now he's gone. and with K, it feels like a single flower has risen from the ashes. healing is possible. and so is acceptance. i'm doing much better mentally. no longer suicidal, however i still am slightly disconnected. i think i deserve better than this.p

Whoever you are and whatever your situation is, I'm proud of you for making it this far. Stay strong king, you got this. I believe in you

“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.” ― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I’ve been to war twice as an infantry soldier and I’ve seen and done things that most people couldn’t possibly imagine. I’ll never experience anything as hard and traumatic as letting her go.

As someone who is in their late 20’s and will become a memory for some people and lose my own due to early onset dementia this playlist hits me hard. I’m pretty much 30 slowly losing my memories and forgetting faces and it’s starting to take place of the feeling of being in a dream and a foggy haze; I’m afraid of the unknown. I’m afraid my parents are going to have to burry their youngest son after hiding this from them; I’m afraid my Friends will forget me and no longer love me when I change; I’m afraid that this is the only life this is and I’ll be suspended in darkness and non existence forever. I’m afraid like I was when I was 7 sitting in the dark at night. I feel like a coward not being able to face this compared to men who went to war or sick and died bravely and gracefully than me. I’m afraid that I’ll most likely never be able to have a family or a woman that would love me for who I am and who I was, to feel wanted and truly loved by someone other than my own blood. When I go; I hope my message lasts even if this is the only thing I’m known for. Live for people who struggle in life that don’t think it’s worth living; live for people who didn’t get to see the next sunrise due to sickness war famine and anything els. Live to go do great things or just help people in need. Much love MB❤️

Many years have passed since the last time I saw her. Life goes on as usual, I’m a grown man, I graduated from a higher education school, went through the army... Now I’m minding my own business, I travel a lot, I can’t deny myself much. But the memories of her do not disappear anywhere. During the years of ruthless student poverty, I remembered her, during the war I saw her eyes in the quiet sky at night, now, having traveled from Crimea to Kamchatka, it seems that I catch her at the crossroads of every city. I can’t forget everything, I remember it from school. I so want us to be 16 years old again, we were kissing in abandoned buildings, walking along country roads, walking in the park after school. Do you remember how I made my way to your house while your parents were sleeping... Anya, I still love you, do you hear me? I still write poems to you, write my thoughts in our chat, send postcards to your old address. How stupid I was. I so hope that everything is fine in your life. I so hope that you are in love and happy. I hope to see you someday in one of these immensely lonely cities. I promise that I will also give you that summer in Yalta, autumn in St. Petersburg and winter in Moscow. Please forgive me. Appreciate your youth years. There may not be anything more beautiful in life.

People die twice. The first time is when their heart stops beating. The second time is when they are forgotten

I’m shedding tears right now. For someone who probably doesn’t think about me as I think about them. Who I am so grateful for being a part of my life

-"Be careful with your trust, sergeant; those closest to you hurt the most." - Ghost

I hope they all remember me, living as a memory is better than dying forgotten.

“When I stand in front of a mirror I could see my younger self smiling so much and laughing, we’re her eyes shined so bright and filled with happiness,but now when I look in the mirror all I see is a person who’s trying to get through her life day by day. The light and brightness that was once there is now gone.”

One of the most helpless and ego killing things is when the person you love and respect with all your heart wants to make new memories with someone else and nothing to do with you

"i wanted to go to the past, but when I went, there was no one there."

shit hits different when you're not ok

"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant"

"I miss my memories when I was a child, nothing to worried, and nothing to cry..." *sometimes i have that feeling, and I feel like I want to return to that memory*

Sometimes when you open your eyes you may see the one you adore the most, but the most painful thing is remembering that they are in your memory, living a different life, far away in the world, or watching you giving you clues that they're still here on Earth, watching after you because they love you so much Life is hard sometimes, but after the storm comes a rainbow

It will come a day that this video will have been posted 7 years ago and now will be just a memory.

Growing up I never had a place to call home, but now I’m in a mental health rehab and the staff make me feel loved, and makes me feel safe like a home should make you..

Hey stranger, I love you.

i feel like alot of people feel sad when listening to dark ambient music. But when i listen, it makes me feel spiritual, like i left my body, leaving my troubled mind, while i just sway around in the worlds air and in space almost. I get to feel like i leave this troubled world for just a moment. Its so precious to me to listen to this type of music, i like being lifted away like the wind is carrying me. I wonder if anyone else gets the same feelings as i do with this type of music??

Time will destroy everything. If you don't know its value, its flight will wear you out. When time goes, memories remain. Memories drown. Memories make you sad and cry. Memories miss. But after a while, the memories fade. Then you start to miss memories instead of that person. Forgetting, not remembering forces you. But you won't succeed. You can't remember. And as I said at the beginning, time destroys everything.

This ain't a playlist... this is a Calmlist.

Currently listening to this at 3:00 am. Unfortunately, this year, my friend passed away due to cancer; it’s bizarre how I talked to him and played with him, and now he’s gone. It’s fucking awful just how shitty cancer is. He was so fucking young too, he really didn’t deserve to leave this world. I hate how I can’t make anymore memories with him, I hate that I can’t message him and he’ll reply; it’s just sad how he became a memory. I’m scared I’ll lose my friends as well, I don’t want them to forget me and think of me as someone they can just ignore and stop talking to. Thankfully, they haven’t. My main goal in life is to become a therapist, so I can help others a in need, I just hope I can make it to that age and that moment in time. I’ll miss you Andre. I love you man. Rest in peace

I remember him letting me come over to his place for fun, we had the best night of our lives, we giggled,we laughed,we played horror games. but that was a year ago. He is in a better place now. I love you.

My grandma passed away Thursday September 21 2023 and I've been crying for a long time but this music helps, thanks.

my best friend, who i never met irl because we lived to far apart, left the internet a little while ago. i look through our messages together every once in awhile to this playlist and it helps me cry. thank you.

Bro really got me thinking about the people that i knew and friends that i haven't talk to since i graduate school 😭

For everyone who is going through a hard time in their personal life and also trying to study...I am with you my friend. Hang in there. We'll make it through this 😍

Imagine that you are one of those people who spent your whole life talking about knowing exactly where your "navigator of life" is going and where it is leading you to. And then one day you look up, see the dawn, and suddenly realize that you have no idea where you are after so many twists and turns and all those clear logical instructions… But in spite of all this, even if you don't know where you are, maybe it's not such a bad sunrise.

Why does time go so fast? I wish I could just go back to my childhood being a teen is the worst. I remember when I would wear the most bright & unmatching clothes without a care in the world, now I wear the most simple things because I’m scared of what others will think of me. I remember when I’d eat whatever I liked not thinking about the calories in it, now I have to look carefully in what I’m eating because I’m scared of gaining weight because others will make fun of me I remember when I would act in the silliest ways but now I feel scared to try be a fun quirky person I’ll get made fun of for being a weirdo I remember where I could easily talk to people because we were all friendly and kind as we were all the same just your average kid growing up but now I’m scared to talk to people as I think they will judge me for my interests I just wish I could go back to having fun without being scared of everything Why is my life so miserable?

After 4 years I broke up with her. Last couple months showed me that I am only one who fought for us. I was with her yet I fet lonley and angry all the time. Here I am now sitting in my basement smokong cigs and drinking beers, lookin at our pictures and memories. I will cherish those moments for the rest of my life. This playlist will remind me of her for the rest of my life. Thank you for posting it.

times frl flies, it’s just like yesterday I was laughing in the hallways walking with my boyfriend and now we dont even talk anymore

My best friend died of blood & bone cancer before he got to start high school. I moved away from my hometown cause of gang violence. But I always imagined what if I stayed another year with my only real friend. What I would give to play cops and robbers. To hear his laugh. To see his face. Hear his voice. Just to feel his presence again…There’s not enough time in my life to grieve this loss. My soul misses you forever partner, you are so remembered and really missed Emmanuel. I fucking love you until death does me. I stay living for you my friend. I’m still here because of you😞🤎

"I get you. You are a crocheted quilt, every granny square different, unique. Every time the wool went through a loop, a feeling went with it. Your memories don't make sense because you are not a solid color or understandable pattern. We are you, we don't think like you, we don't love like you or hate like you, we don't share a name but still. We are one body, one quilt. We made ourselves, we build ourselves with our own fingers, our improvised crochet, and whatever wool was laying around. That's why we don't make sense, why we're incoherent. We never got to be build with care, loving, knowing hands, a plan ahead. Do not worry about your memories, you don't need them, we know who you are and we love you so, so much. Our quilt doesn't need to be pleasant to look at, soft or confortable. It's heavy and cold air goes through every little hole. You don't have a choice but to love it, too, like we do. It's ours, the only one we have, the one we share. I believe you will learn to crochet outside of your own head, and build us up for real. I can't wait to hold and sleep under our quilt. It's safe. It can't stand pouring rain, snow, windy days. It will be worse under the sun. Sometimes it will help, sometimes it will be a chore to hold. This makes us disabled, this makes us survivors."

The most painful thing isn’t getting hurt.. *it’s knowing you can’t go back*

"Why is life getting weirder?" "Where's the childhood?" "What is happening to the world?" "Why did the old places i use to go disappear?" "Im tired of everything.." Edit: mmmm idk what am i gonna do in the replies

To the person reading this comment, it's okay, it's okay to feel lonely sometimes, if you're going through tough times, keep pushing through, but never give up, I wish you success. success in health, love and happiness!❣♥♥

When you are the memorie of someone and you know that you are a memorie for her... it is the most painfull thing in your life. See everyone happy but then compare yourself, sad. I learn that every ppl in the world want to be happy in their life... they search the happiness. Every time they are with a family member they don't see the time pass, they don't see the happiness in this moment. After they cry because this person is died and regret because they think that there is no moment happy with this person. But they don't see that every time they seen this person was happy at all. So you are allready happy, you don't have to search. Just pass your life maybe you are going to be sad, maybe you are going to be happy, your emotion is not the most important matter because no one really care about your feelings. Humans, have two faced. Their first face is happy and listen to you and their other face, is dark. Their other face, is sad and there is memories. Things that you can't guess. It's why they don't care about your feelings. You too you don't care about them you just don't see it. Me too. We are all like that.

Behind every sweet smile the I a sadness that no one can ever see

she just ended our friendship for a guy that she hasn't even known for a year. now im left with nothing but the memories we made

I will.... NEVER be a memory....

Life may be cruel and harsh my friend, but the people that were and are there for you are reasons worth living.

Sometimes when I hear this playlist, I just thinking, when the sun rise at the morning, my mother will wake me up softly My older sister make my breakfast with love inside the food My sister take me up to school with stories we share in the way Until we arrived and say goodbye to each selfs and the word "I love you" get out from my mouth Until the day where I live alone I wake up by myself Cooking by myself without love or anything No one here talk with me again in the morning No stories, no jokes, nothing. The day just silence Nothing lights up my day Because everyone was gone Lost by fate that has coming to themself. Sorry if you don't understand

I listened to this in the car with my sister and my mom, on a drive at 11 all the way to 1 AM. I laid in the back seat with the window half open at my head and stared up at the stars. It was just beautiful.. it was almost like stargazing sadly just without full view. But it was amazing

Struggling deeply with suicidal thoughts, borderline personality disorder, depression, anxiety, possible alcohol addiction, relapse temptation (for a separate drug), and constant emotional distress. Please continue to help me through this with ur playlists

“I will never be a memory” ~sephiroth

There is a moment in everyone's life when you realize how fast your life has passed you. When you realize how little you have done, how little time you have left. A moment when you realize that all these memories you have collected are just that-memories. A moment when you realize that you will become that, as well. Return to what you were-a wish, a memory.

I lived a lot. cried and suffered a lot too. My past self wouldn't believe I am still walking on this earth, being able to feel emotions, laugh or even smile without faking it. Having soo much friends you forget names. Becoming someone strong. And God made me the person I am today. I still feel sad from time to time. I was always very harsh with myself and I work on that. But sometimes I just don't feel good enough, I don't get as much attention as I usually get with friends, and I feel useless. And that's a thing. Never EVER depend on peoples opinion okay? It is hard. I know. Especially if like me you always were an outcast and finally you get a lot of attention in your life. It makes you feel valuable. But don't attach yourself to it. That's why I started learning about myself, talking to myself, and realizing how valuable I am. Why would I need others opinion if they don't know the deepest parts of myself as I do? Why would I worry about someones opinion? Having a social life? receiving love? And that's the problem. We let others define our value because we need love, acceptance, share and many other things that only come from people. That's why we have ourselves, that's why we have God. I wish you the best. Really. You are a wonderful person. You don't see it. Sometimes we are scared of shining, scared of coming out of our shell, because we don't feel like we deserve any of this. But dear, why wouldn't you deserve anything? You are wonderful! you don't need to be pretty, smart, full of knowledge or having a ton of friends to be amazing! You don't see it. I know. But you have to try. See yourself, but the positive side too. Even you being alive is positive! Don't give up on yourself. You are se valuable and just by thinking you are suffering and saying mean things to yourself makes me want to cry. You don't deserve all the mean things you said to yourself. You deserve to be happy, to live a life you really want, you deserve to be happy you hear me? Say it to yourself: "I deserve to be happy, I deserve to love myself, I have no limits" no one is gonna stop you from being happy. You are the one letting someone hurt you. So remember your value, You have a lot of value dear! Remember to drink a lot of water, hug yourself, talk to yourself, laugh with yourself. The person you have to take care the most about is yourself. You are your true love. You are you and that's something no one is ever gonna take away from you. So take care, I love you, and remember it is okay to rest. 🩷🙌

Sometimes you're just left with memories that mean everything to you but are long forgotten by those that shared that moment with you

don’t take someone for granted at the beginning leave them if your intentions aren’t good , life is all about being a team i took everything i had for granted and i lost the perfect girl and seeing her as a memory hurts more than ever it kills me everytime i think about it i hope i once have a chance to make everything better one day …be strong and keep going to whoever reading this and learn from your mistakes or they’ll repeat themselves

I lost my grandpa to cancer on 05/05/20, these songs make me feel like he's with me again

I feel terrible these days. I don't have motivation in life. I am totally lost in my memories in good time that never existed in my whole life. I don't know exactly when was the last time I feel happy. This playlist brings me to fake happiness I created for my own soul. Thank you for a good playlist.

In the end, when we all die, when there is no world left, no trees or no sky, and no world, we'll all just be a forgotten memory, and I'll be a memory.

this hits so hard... it reminds me of my childhood, everything was perfect, all the faces in my surroundings were friendly and happy, no anxiety, no hard times in family... just my toys, my happiness, my favorite tv shows, my favorite games, getting quality time with best friends... but now, it's different... the anxiety is eating me, my family became more and more instable, i don't have much time to get fun like before, my friends changed me for another person, my toys are covered in dust and loosing the paint and color, i don't know what's happening to me... i just miss my childhood so much

No one has asked, but this is my take of what happens after death. i find it rather comforting, so i hope you do aswell. I think, when we pass away, we restart our lives just one more time in our memories, before our brain completely shuts off and we die. we get to experience being born again, to live, to play, to have our first love, to have our last love, the sad, heart-breaking moments, the happy ones, everything. and then, when it finally is over, our brain shuts off completely, and we die. nothing but pure black void and the feeling of the weight of everything we ever held with us being dropped, relief filling our emotions while we stay in the void for what feels like all of eternity, before we eventually are reborn and our previous bodies are left with nothing but the cold embrace of relief, and all our old memories. Then we start anew.

so many people listening at once... at least we're alone together.

I'm truly sorry to hear that you're going through a tough time. Music has a powerful way of expressing and soothing emotions. It's okay to let it be a source of comfort, and remember that seeking support from friends, family, or professionals is important too. You're not alone in this journey, and I hope you find the strength to overcome these challenges.

This songs feels like when I’m up at night like 3am in my room. Pure quiet no one screaming at you, no argument, no one saying anything that will make u feel bad. Just pure peace and quiet.

I never really realized that the reason why I'm forgetting those memories is because my mind wanted to protect me from them.

She past away 3 years ago all i want is to be with her again...miss you Jackie so much..❤❤❤..

We exist in the first echo of the present. We are all memories.

a couple years ago i honestly just felt like giving up. the memories i used to have are not the same. as a child, the trips, the smiles, the moments. i wish i could go back. this makes me sob. all these songs relating to how i used to not care of what others say about me. now its like my head is filled with thoughts. wanting to go back, its stressful being a teenager so whoever is reading this that is still a kid please know live being a kid the longest you can .

Alive or dead I now exist as a memory. In the hearts and minds of those who loved me. Wherever I go I will be there. Wherever they go I will be there.

Унесённые мыслями, я закрыла глаза. Расслабила мышцы на лице. Мозг хаотично воспроизводил воспоминания, которые мы делаем на протяжении всей жизни. Я всего лишь подросток пятнадцати лет, ничего не знающий и жизни не видавший. Но есть небольшая оговорочка. Я чувствую, слышу, понимаю, принимаю и навязываю себе, так что никто другой меня не поймет. Мне не нужно, чтобы кто-то понимал меня. Нужно уметь договориться со своим внутренним Я. Да я стараюсь, но кого я обманываю... Саму себя , ведь даже не стараюсь принять себя, такой какая я есть. Мне больно осознавать, когда те, кого я считала близкими людьми, превращаются в чужих людей. Стала меньше общаться с сестрой, хотя в детстве...Ты помнишь? Как вы выходили на улицу, возле дома с синей крышей, играть с ребятами по улице, в мяч в игру под названием "СОШ". Куда делось то время? Спокойное, без этой суеты и взросления. Как выходила играть с друзьями из детского сада. Мы устраивали концерты, играли, пели танцевали. А теперь, если и видимся случайно, то как-будто не знакомы. С Вероникой - это отдельно. Ведь она нормальная? Или нет. До сих пор не жалею, что прекратила с ней общаться. И это всё надо было пережить, чтобы оказаться среди любящих, понимающих, моих девочек. Хочу сказать, что не нужно сожалеть о прошлом, нужно смотреть вперёд и делать, так как подскажет сердце и интуиция. Ведь интуиция - это и есть внутреннее Я. П.С. написала в 2 часа ночи 😅

I know most people miss their childhood. Maybe mine wasn’t that eventful because when I look back as a 29 year old, what I miss the most are my teen years. 19-25 years. They were so good. So full of energy and beauty and drama and chaos. It was as if the teenage brain was a magical thing. idk how to explain. These days I don’t feel so alive anymore. I don’t even know what am living for tbh. When I listen to some kind of music, I close my eyes and I can feel myself as that wishful teenager. Only for a short while. I try to play old songs but they don’t hit like they used to. But this video helped me remember and feel a little. ❤

It hurts when you go through spiritual growth knowing it is time to let go of the people who meant so much to you.. when you finally take a moment to visualize who you cared about deeply and start revisiting the good times you once had with them, just for you to realize those good times can no longer flourish.. letting go is hard, the memories are real, nostalgic moments linger, but the growth you must obtain is more important for more meaningful, new relationships, and new beginnings..

it’s the feeling of losing yourself, losing the memories you cherished the most. losing the most important thing ever to yourself, your inner child.