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[thirdreturned]

Many of you seem to be unhappy.

We don't all necessarily want you to be happy, but acceptance and adaptation to your situation would be a start. The only question that remains is: how?

It is clear to us that your species resolves many issues through communication. Unfortunately, none of us understand the human psyche as clearly as others of your species, and so I leave it to you to communicate with and to help one another.

You may consider this post an open forum in which you can discuss what's been bothering you. In turn, I will conceal your identities, so that you may help one another without preconceived biases. If you'd like to reveal yourselves to one another, the option is there, but unnecessary.

Heal. Recover.

I'll leave you to it.

[[This is an event post for the Never Log In event! Remember, characters are compelled to get things off of their chest here, as well as to help others- and of course, please stay oocly logged in for your comments!]]

Comments

[Anon]

[blessedmaiden]

So you only sleep people if you're planning not to see them ever again?

[Anon]

[dedikated]

Makes it easier. Emotions are messy.

[Anon]

[blessedmaiden]

Eh... emotions may be messsy but they're also beautiful. I'm sure you can find a sex partner who isn't interested in mixing emotions with physical intimacy if you ask around.

[Anon]

[dedikated]

Then they leave and you're stuck repeating the process.

( Oh.

Yeah, so maybe that has more to do with things. Welp. )

[Anon]

[blessedmaiden]

Aren't you the one who wants them to leave in the first place? You can just... ask again, it shouldn't be hard to find someone who wants to have sex.

[Anon]

[dedikated]

( Because it's not entirely about the anonymous sex, or the relative unavailability of guilt and awkward free one night stands, but something else entirely. She just doesn't know how else to word it other than in the frustration of not being able to go back to the only way she really knew how to do this shit beforehand. )

Sounds like a lot of work.
Fuck, I just
I miss not missing sex even more. Never used to care about whether I was getting laid or not. It was just something to do after some drinks.
It was easier like that.

[Anon]

[blessedmaiden]

I'm... I'm not following you anymore.

You want... to silence your sex drive because you're too active but you don't want to seek for men and don't want commitment? Something else?

...

I think my only suggestion at this point is: sex toys. I wonder if any place has them in this cave.

[Anon]

[dedikated]

( We're sorry, Rydia. She's not good at the explaining thing. But she'll try. And by try we... uh, sorta mean spill her guts, oops? )

Before I got here, sex was whatever. Did it occasionally. Good way to pass time. Didn't care that much. Was happy by myself.
Got here. Met someone. Liked them. A lot. Hooked up. Actually enjoyed having sex. They got taken back home, or wherever people go after this.
Point is, I miss that and it'd be easier if I didn't.

[Anon]

[blessedmaiden]

[The reply comes after a long, long while, because she had to process the whole thing for a bit]

Are you sure you just miss sex? That you don't actually miss this person?

[Anon]

[dedikated]

... Missing the sex is easier to cure.

( Although she's already pretty aware that fixing that isn't... really going to do anything. )

[Anon]

[blessedmaiden]

But fixing a problem that doesn't exist and ignoring the real wound won't solve anything.

I'm sorry.

[Anon]

[dedikated]

( GODDAMMIT STOP SPEAKING SENSE GIRL )

You didn't drag them out of here. Don't need to be sorry.