Change happens very slowly. You can feel it weighing down on you overtime.
It squeezes you until you can’t take deep breaths anymore. It’s a white entity that gets heavier and heavier until you feel suffocated and start seeing flashing lights. It’s a gloomy creature that rests on your neck and crushes your vocal chords, until your voice crackles and then disappears.
When you least expect it, your eyes lose their shimmer and are replaced by glass with no reflection.
Change happens slowly. But I saw someone change before me in a matter of seconds. Continue reading
