John went looking today and found something. something he shouldn't have found. a trigger, we're losing ourselves with the memories. somethings making us forget, its internal, its not fixable, drugs only make things worse. what comes to mind is rapid and in succession. what goes, who knows. found memories, are they even memories? or rationalized perceptions of my environment that are being induced by some trigger in my life? all i know is im getting memories, but these arent real. i've allready disproved 3 seperate memories as fabricated but they are just as real and just as vivid as the rest. its like one eye is seeing the past, one eye is seeing the present, things arent matching up, reality is being redefined, and im lost in the confusion that is, or in this case, isnt my life. im trying to save myself but myself keeps slipping away.
what the hell is going on