Will you realize, at some point, that I’m not there?
I feel like you’re not going to realize it for a while.
You said that you were lying to everyone, even yourself.
At that moment, I didn’t fully believe you. Now, I believe you.
The door is locked, and I need someone to open it from the other side so that I can move forwards. I feel like no one’s opening it for me because I have somehow become invisible.