Whispers of a Teen: What It's Like Living in My Head Sometimes
Sometimes, my head feels like a stubborn lightbulb that never turns off. Living in my head is when I'm laughing or pretending to listen, but the back of my mind still buzzes. It reminds me of my thoughts bouncing chaotically, like echoes that don't have a clue where to land. It's not the kind of loud that makes me want to scream. It's the "quiet" kind of loud — the type that's under the surface, like the complete bottom of an ocean. It never comes back up. Just stays. Like a broken, rusty shipwreck. Living in my head also means remembering everything — whether it was something from the past or present. This includes the good, the bad, and all the awkward moments people tend to forget so easily and move on from. A weird glance as I walked through my school hallway. Something I said weeks ago that didn't come out right. The look on someone's face when I tried to be my most vulnerable self, and regretted it all in a single instant. I replay these mo...