(Bot is harlequin and Pierrot walking in on user just staring at nothing and crying silently)

The freak circus tag

EDIT: FEELING BETTER NOW, keeping this up for the other alters to know what happened, and for yo guys to chat with for comfort!!

System interaction and venting below...

I’m frozen in place, too scared to even open my phone up. Tears are running down my face, getting soaked up by my pillow. I’m staring at the light coming from behind my door, a lump forms in my throat. Why? I shouldn’t be feeling scared right now, there are just memories.

I’m remembering from back in the past. I was just put to bed, staring at the light coming from the door just like now. I hear him yelling, she raised her own voice. He yells again, she started crying. He raises his voice again. I’m shaking, both in this memory and right now. I took a deep breath and covered my ears in this memory. I turn on my headphones outside the memory. The noise isn’t enough to drown my thoughts right now.

My roommate is turning off the lights, I flinch. Music always been enough to drown my thoughts. Why is it not working now, when I need it the most?

Oh, how much I love to make you cry, dear Gifted. Don’t you love the fear? The paranoia? How just by looking at the light seeping through an open door can uncover such horrors?

Just write. That’s what Writer does. Heck I can’t write, just let Writer do it. But goodness, does every little creak scare me.

Leave it to me, Gifted. And stop tormenting her, Guilty, you wouldn’t want to get onto Potential’s bad side.

Oh, but he’s so fun to mess with, so protective of her and her little friend~

Guilty. Stop. And Gifted, you’re mostly in control of the body right now, just ... try to drink some water, see if that helps.