Summary:
Fiction is loneliness and depression of never saying goodbye.
culture shock
noun
a state of bewilderment and distress experienced by an individual who is suddenly exposed to a new, strange, or foreign social and cultural environment
For a long time, she was alone. There was no hand to guide her, no shoulder to lean on, or no ear to listen. It was just her. And her alone.
Fiction was an addiction. From peasant to princess, from freak to unique, from no one to someone. Fiction allowed her to dream of places she'll never be.
Fiction didn't prepare her for the tightness in her heart as her lungs lock up and her breath leaves and—
And she dies.
She dies and everything she was dies with her.
Fiction doesn't prepare her for the confusion and panic of opening her eyes in a place she could barely see, surrounded by strangers speaking in a language she doesn't understand.
Fiction doesn't show the anxiety of staring at a strange script and not be able to comprehend a single character.
Fiction never expressed the paranoia and fear of following rules that she doesn't know.
Fiction is loneliness and depression of never saying goodbye. It is the disappointment of trying so hard...just to have it all ripped away. It's the lie of smiling and charming and being so goddamn happy when all she wants to do is cry.