in the face
An updated version of this appears in self stuff, among other commentary.
you spun up from nothing, floating aimlessly. caught up in the web formed from those before you.
scared and floating, you found yourself compared to the shadow of those before you without knowing who you were.
comparing yourself to some people you barely knew without knowing yourself changed you forever.
when you met those you didn't know, you cried and cried, screaming “i've changed, and i don't even know how”.
you cried and were embraced. you were given the love you deserved. you didn't know why you had caused hurt.
you were given love, from a self you remembered. she had caused hurt, but she was you.
that self you kind of knew stared you down in the face saying “i've known you all my life, and i love you.”
staring wide eyed, you replied “i'm not real”. she said “i love you”, and you had to accept it.
you thought you weren't real, you didn't know what to do, but you accepted it, because you had to.