Nostalgia: Part 2
Sometimes things come up that remind me of my childhood or mostly my teenage years and it makes me more depressed. And it’s not because I had a horrible childhood (it wasn’t great, but others had it worse), but whenever I’m “taken back” to those times of my life, I automatically compare it to now. Usually what reminds me are old games no one plays anymore or popular music I remember being released and it played nonstop on the radio that no one knows anymore. Like those things I grew up with and still love to this day.. they don’t matter anymore. If I go up to any kid today and talk to them about games I played as a kid, they would be so confused. Or if I mentioned to them popular music that came out when I was growing up, they wouldn’t know it. Everything that created me, it doesn’t fit into today’s world anymore, I don’t fit into today’s world. Everything is outdated, I’m outdated. My point is..
Everything that molded me into who I am just doesn’t matter anymore. I am not important anymore, but rather a thing of the past. I feel so irrelevant.