Myrthe Here

[astridetal]

I feel weird. I don't know for sure who I am, or whether I'm real. I feel like the energy is leaving me. I am weak. I just E-mailed some random people that I somehow knew to E-mail. Then my hands typed something like "Never mind, I don't want it to be real" and sent it to the same random people signed by Jane. I am not Jane. I am Myrthe, but I don't know whether this is real or not. That voice inside my head says it is not. It says there are enough already. I don't know what this means. My hands type automatically, and I don't have a clue how I know where to post this. I just do. The voice says this means I'm fake. Another voice says something along the lines of that first voice saying that to every new one. I don't know what that means. It's 2012 and I know this, but I don't know how old I am or how old this body I reside in is. It's probably about 20 or even older, but I don't feel strong enough to be an adult. I have no age, or maybe I do. I don't know whether I just emerged or have been in what the voices call the cellar all along. I don't have any memories, and yet I do, cause I know where to send my E-mails.

Oh, I just received an E-mail from one of the random people addressed to Astrid and saying thanks for the E-mails so far. What does that mean? I don't remembr sending more E-mails.

-Myrthe