abyssia

Once upon a time there was a girl and she tried very hard to please everyone she met. She was very kind and listened attentively and with genuine interest as people spoke to her. She delighted in gaining the trust of those around her. She devoted herself to the happiness of others. While she was not utterly selfless, she did place the needs, wants and desires of other people far above her own. She knew that she was born to serve.

One day, after learning much of the work she had done was for naught, the girl decided she didn't want to be around people anymore. She opened her mouth to swallow many pills. She opened her arms to let her blood flow. She even went so far as to use her blood to leave a message: "That's It!" (Although to this day, she has no memory of doing that.)

Unfortunately, she was listening to a man singing, "Nothing can stop me now, I don't care anymore. Nothing can stop me now, I just don't care." In an odd twist of fate, these words reminded her of the few people who did care for her. Overwhelmed with guilt, she sought help. She did not die.

Years went by and the girl disappeared. The person she had been shrunk inside until even she could not recognize herself. Her greatest fear had come to pass. She was no longer herself.

To this day, the girl tries to remember who she used to be. She tries to act as she once did. She knows she is all alone. She does not know what to do. She often wishes she had not been listening to that man singing those words at that moment. She is broken. A shadow of the girl she had been. Nothing has turned out as she thought it would, although she never did put too much thought into the future. She lived in the present. Now, she lives in the past, searching. She scratches about sniffing for a memory that might trigger her rebirth. She knows all of her efforts are in vain, yet she continues to try.

The girl has become insane.