໒꒱ 002 journal text

[lemoncandy]

Sender: Anonymous
To: Everyone
Subject: "Before" vs "now"

What do you do if you don't know where "home" is? If no one wants you, and you're stuck here anyway...

I've been thinking about the people I've left behind and keep wondering if I even want to go back. If they'd even really want me back.

I've never really belonged anywhere, and this place isn't all that different, but... at least there's someone who seems to care. But I thought that before, too.

I don't know what to think. I don't know why I'm even writing this.

Comments

[grumpface]

In our hell, no one eats souls. We only make deals with them. And the more souls you own, the more powerful and influential an Overlord you are. I ain't got a fucking clue if the same is how it works in or heaven, but I doubt it.

Regenerating from any damage done to you, even psychologically, is a very hard thing to do. The best thing you can do right now is find others who can relate to being as rock bottom as you feel you are. Maybe things will turn out differently, maybe not. But I've found out that sometimes letting walls down can set you straight, no matter how fucking terrifying it seems.

[Make friends. There's your therapeutic advice.]

[lemoncandy]

Right... I guess so.

Thanks. For listening and trying to help.

[grumpface]

No problem. If you need something in the future, my ear's always open.