I had two separate dreams about Elizabeth last night. One was a continuation of the other, and they were quite vivid. I saw her as clear as day, like she was standing right in front of me.
She was happy, almost like she had finally reached out and received professional help. She had become a popular figure raising to public eye status; something she was...
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catdad:
No, I like being moved by emotional writing. It's just sad that you are probably feeling all of this and not embellishing for effect. <3
jcrossuns:
@catdad Yeah, all I’m doing is taking my memories and experiences and writing it out into words. I’m feeling all of it.
“Why aren’t these drones firing?”
“You’re in the strike zone. The chance of getting hit-“
“NO! FIRE...ALL...THE DRONES...NOW!!!”
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jcrossuns:
@catdad Pretty sure I just lost a follower for posting it. 😂😂😂
agent_easy:
Why tho? We love you 3000 darling :)
...until the sequel.
In November.
THEN I SHALL RISE FROM THE ASHES AND ESCAPE MY PRISON SO THAT I MAY BRING SWIFT AND BLOODY JUSTICE AGAINST THE DEMONS, AND PUT AN END TO THE CONQUEST THE HOARDS OF EVIL HAVE UNLEASHED UPON HUMANITY IN ORDER TO CREATE THEIR HELL ON EARTH!!!
THEY SHALL FALL TO MY SWORD! THEY SHALL TASTE REVENGE! THEY SHALL BE EXPLODED...
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jcrossuns:
@catdad I still haven’t finished Rage 2. I really need to do that...
catdad:
I'm looking forward to some new content.
Since people seem to enjoy my pre-therapy session texts to Alyssa on how to find me in Panera, I guess I can post some others:
“In order to find me in Panera, walk 10 steps in any direction the moment you enter. Don't worry, everyone in the restaurant are simply illusions. Head diagonally, preferably to the left, but right isn't a bad idea either. Once...
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Every time I have a therapy session with Alyssa, I’ll send her a text before she arrives explaining how to find me in Panera.
Here is the text she received earlier this evening:
“When you walk into the lobby, there will be a row of sacrificial daggers on a table to your right. Make sure you take the one with the curved gold blade and...
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jcrossuns:
@luciloser It did!!! I’ll tell you about it later!!!
luciloser:
I'm glad 💛
A couple nights ago, there was an attempt on my life by my own hand.
There’s so much pain that I developed the urge to slice both my wrists open against my will; against my wishes for the urges to stop.
Whilst the x-acto blade I had been using was confiscated by June, this time I would have done it with a knife.
My previous...
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catdad:
{hugs} I wish there was an easy way to deal with our brains and chemicals and 'coping' mechanisms. But, like you said, writing about them usually helps, sort of like talking about things with a psychiatrist did for me. Letting it out mitigates some of the destruction these thoughts do on the inside.
bookcouple:
I’m glad you have someone in your life who cares for you so much. Thank you for keeping us updated... sending you some love
This is me talking to my boss yesterday.
I was playing DOOM.
- Jaclyn
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catdad:
That was awesome! Sorry you fell into lava.
duhhsaurus:
Haha. Adorable back and forth.
Katrina, 31, hair like fire, skin like snow, glasses, enters into the room.
Jaclyn, 34, short brown hair, grey eyes today, skin also like snow, waves for Katrina to come over to where she’s working.
JACLYN: Hi, Katrina!
KATRINA (in her spaced out demeanor): Hiiiiii!
JACLYN: Happy 31st!
KATRINA: Oh, thanks!
Jaclyn hugs Katrina who also wraps her arms around the former.
They part.
JACLYN...
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catdad:
<3
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̷͇͙̲̮͑́E̵̺͆̌R̷͖͇͉̖̓͐̈́͂Ȑ̴̜̝͐O̷͚̫̼͂͊̓Ŗ̸̖̝̩͘
̶͍̈́̎͆E̸̻̍̆R̸̻̈́̔̂͘R̶̗͕̪̐O̷̒̀͜R̷̡̮̫̅̀͆͘ͅ
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Nothing but screaming from deep within
I̴N̵I̸T̶I̴A̶L̵I̸Z̵I̷N̴G̷.̸.̸.̶
Please let me out of this hole I’m in
I̴N̵I̸T̶I̴A̶L̵I̸Z̵I̷N̴G̷.̸.̸.̶
Up on the window ledge of my self doubt
I̴N̵I̸T̶I̴A̶L̵I̸Z̵I̷N̴G̷.̸.̸.̶
Comes the flight of a bird begging to get out
I̴N̵I̸T̶I̴A̶L̵I̸Z̵I̷N̴G̷.̸.̸.̶
When the bird flies it has no wings
I̴N̵I̸T̶I̴A̶L̵I̸Z̵I̷N̴G̷.̸.̸.̶
And its death cry is the only thing it sings
I̴N̵I̸T̶I̴A̶L̵I̸Z̵I̷N̴G̷.̸.̸.̶
The ground rises...
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catdad:
That is so fucking sad. :( But, well done. :)
jcrossuns:
@catdad Thanks. It just kinda came out of me as I wrote it. A representation of my chronic illness in words.
There once was a prince
He found the princess
The prince kissed her
But she did not wake like in the stories
For she was not warm
She was cold
She was not breathing
She was not there
She was not
She was
She
Open your eyes and you will see
How awfully lonely life can be
She
She was
She was not
She was...
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catdad:
I love this. But, at the same time, it's heartbreaking.