reidenshi – november 8

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reidenshi // november 8

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  7. Born 1993, when I was around 5/6 me and my family had to move to Germany, Osnabruck because my Dad was stationed there for being in the British Army. We stayed there until 2000. I can honestly say from what memories are still there in my head, are the best years of my life. If I could just relive those days, just for a few hours, I would be so happy.

    I spend hours crying happy/sad tears on Google Earth Pro with the time machine of the maps. Seeing my old Primary School before it was demolished. Seeing the Army barracks my dad was at before that too was sadly demolished. Seeing my old childhood home which I haven't seen since we left 23 years ago.

    It's even more saddening with how Germanys privacy laws are. Google Street view is practically none existent. So the buildings and the streets I fondly remember are mainly just these pixelated resemblances of buildings that I still vividly remember from my childhood but i can't see how are now or was a few years ago. I only have what I remember, and the odd remnants of videos here on YouTube which is extremely lacking and rare to find.

    The walks we went on, the Warner Brothers Movie Theme Park down south near Dorsten. Pony rides in the woods and picking the oldest one there who was called Boris. I picked him all the time because he liked to eat the grass a lot which made the ride last longer so I could spend more time with him. The little & big lake walk just behind the Nettebad. The traditional Christmas Markets in the town centre. Playing video games when my Dad finally came home on my Playstation 1, we would try and beat the games in one day but never could because I didn't have a memory card. Getting excited whenever Pokemon was on the TV. Friends round mine to share the big swimming pool I had.

    Watching Halloween Town before going out trick or treating. Finding our first ever pet, a kitten abandoned behind a grit bin while we were on a bike ride and taking her home, we named her Millie. So many memories. All lost to time. With only old VHS tapes & photographs to try and relive those memories at least just a tiny bit.

    Oh what Id do just to go back to those days. Nostalgia is such a beautiful but cruel mistress. I hate to love it and love to hate it. I Miss you Osnabruck. I miss you childhood.

    But. I have a baby daughter now. And I honestly can not wait to be the best father I can possibly be. And to make everlasting memories with her that she can look back on and smile just as much as I do looking back at the ones I made with my Mum & Dad.

    Oh Germany. Oh Osnabruck. Oh childhood. You were the best of days. I'll revisit you one day. With the whole family hopefully.

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  9. I remember hearing this tune from a compilation that was labeled something like "backrooms music" or "exploring liminal spaces" or smth. But upon trying to search for it now, i cant seem to find it :/

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  11. A year or two ago these type of songs used to put me in a depression type of state and I would imagine sad scenarios, But now I feel at peace with them and meditate to them imagining happier scenarios in my mind :]

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  13. This song hits hard right into my heart. This is my first time sharing and i don’t know maybe i can feel a little better if i let this off my chest.
    I loved her so much before i noticed myself. i already knew we weren’t meant to be in the first place , but still .. the pain constantly stings my chest when the memories we had been together rushes into my head , like it’s driving me crazy yet feel extremely sad and i don’t want to admit and am scared to face the fact that when i realize i can’t be with her anymore, i love her every little doing things like “ tsk tsk tsk “ “hum?” “hayss” “nekko chan?” like everything she made. But you know .. when you start to notice that your beloved one doesn’t share the same feeling with you , you can’t help about it but to accept and let it go. I found out she wasn’t really into me so i stepped aside quickly and gave up , at least i don’t want her to feel bothered. Being ghosted is better than making her annoyed and ended up being hated by her and that’s the most things i am scared of. I still read the conversations we had chatted and some part of it makes me smile like an idiot and some tears me up too. Sometimes, i want to erase my memories like i want to go back to the time and stop myself before thing’s going to mess me up. I don’t hate her but i don’t like my feelings being hurt and suffered. Time cured and i managed to move on but the more i spent and enjoyed my life the better i understood my feelings i used to feel and i am really glad to know that my feelings for her weren’t temporary. If i get a chance, i really want to tell her about she made my days when we first met, she made me feel special that i had never been felt before in my life. And the most important thing, I am wholeheartedly glad that i loved her. I miss her so much.😞

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  16. This comment is for anyone laying in bed, listening to this music and currently struggling with mental health issues. I want you to know you have made it this far, despite all your falllbacks, you are here, you are alive, it won't always be this difficult and you are more powerful than you realise. I love you and keep going 💙💙💙

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  29. I don’t share this really but…

    So last year..I battled depression so hard. I lost my two best friends in the world. Both betrayed me and stabbed my back..so I discovered our towns abandoned mill..,little did I know it was just the beginning of a long journey. I attempted suicide 180x in that mill each time a little more than the other. I didn’t know what to feel. Depressed? Suicidal or was it just being attention whore. I battle ptsd from those 5 months ever since. And I have the worst trust issues and men’s mental is real. It nearly took my own life. I just don’t know who and what’s gonna hurt me next. I’m scared man. I just had an argument with my closest friend from this year, and I’m scared they’ll do the same thing that those two did to me. I’m scared.

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