Where wild minds come to rest
I imagined my character finding love. I saw her went through hardships. I imagined her meeting him. I imagined her getting pregnant. I imagined two beautiful fraternal twin--a girl and a boy. I could feel the love for these two children. They were beautiful with the color of their father's eyes and hairs.
What I couldn't imagine was love. I couldn't imagined how intense their love is or how it develop. I couldn't bring this man to life. I can't truly feel him.
This says something. I lack experience.
Sometimes, I wonder what I think about something is even real. Is it all in my mind? I understand my MDD is all in my mind, but sometimes I wonder if my feeling toward a subject is real or am I fooling myself into believing I feel what I feel?
Lol, with how much I question myself and my own sanity I could probably major in sociology already. They do specialize in answering the why.