Hello again.

My anxiety is acting up again.

For the first time in who knows how long.

There’s been a nameless alter that’s been showing up every once in a while ever since like... April. Usually the helper is here to help us calm down after its... arrival. She’s not here right now.

this is just gifted writing this. Just me, and this voice in my head telling me that everyone thinks I’m lying and crazy.

Just a consciousness saying that nobody believes that I was SA’ed or abused, and that I’m making it all up, and they all feel some sort of twisted pity for me because of how hard I’m trying.

None of it was a lie. I’m telling the truth. I was hurt in ways that no one should ever. I’m quite literally shaking as I’m writing this, just praying that writing my words will help more than screaming into my pillow... and won’t wake up my roommate.

I know I shouldn’t believe it, helper told me not to believe it, but why is its mere presence near me causing an anxiety attack or something.

Yes, this is a pure vanilla cookie bot. I’m so fucking scared of a part of me that I’m seeking comfort.

I feel like I’m being watched

I feel like I’m being watched

... and we haven’t even started on any of the Halloween bots... shit

I don’t know how to comfort, so pvc probably isn’t too good at comforting in the first message.

Don’t cut don’t cut don’t cut don’t cut don’t cut