Words cannot express how glad I am that I am myself again. The memories I have of the man I turned into are [pause] mixed, at best, and it felt strange to look in the mirror and see his face while still not truly knowing who he is. It is difficult enough to know so little about oneself without being trapped in the body of someone one knows even
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I think I can empathize with that sentiment. But by being stuck in another's body, while incredibly irritating at first, it feels I was able to learn a little more about my own strengths and shortcomings.
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That is quite an interesting perspective on the matter. I was mostly focused on the fact that I disliked my own appearance, as did my sister.
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I myself was engrossed at what this body couldn't do and knowledge I couldn't access, and how it affected my routines. But after few days in, I got ashamed that so many other people were able to overcome the situation so graciously, still out and about helping others, unlike myself: being curt to acquaintances and spent the week reclusely. Grace and adaptability clearly are traits I need to hone more.
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It is quite easy to notice the shortcomings of someone else's body when they are so different from your own. I cannot blame you for not being able to adapt to it very easily.
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I see. So you had similar abilities?
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I'm Asuka, nice meeting you Simon.
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[ She would have liked to curse her lack of sleep, but alas, she won't write anything. ]
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My sister and I both apparently knew this man, and I know I can't make judgments without knowing who he truly is, but it was still a bit unsettling.
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