I Document My Life Because I’m Afraid to Forget It π₯
Everyone, at some point in their life, has felt that quiet, unsettling fear, the possibility that one day they might forget everything. The people they once held close, the moments that once felt infinite, the memories that shaped them, all fading into nothing. It’s a feeling we’ve seen in movies, read in stories, and sometimes, felt too personally to ignore. I am one of those people. I have always been someone who prefers to document life, not out of habit, but out of fear. A quiet fear that someday, I might forget someone who once meant everything to me, or lose memories that I once lived so deeply. To hold onto those fleeting moments, I turned to diary writing. For three to four years during my school days, I wrote consistently, pouring my days, my thoughts, my emotions into pages, believing that as long as they were written, they would never truly disappear. But life changed. Unforeseen circumstances pulled me away from that habit, and slowly, I stopped writing. And with that, a st...