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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]

[unknowable]

Even here I don't feel like I've managed to get away from where I came from.

[anon]

[greywaren]

was it really that bad?

[anon]

[unknowable]

Not all of it. But I can still feel its effects on me, and I don't like that.

[anon]

[greywaren]

cant change where you came from

id say 'just where youre going' but nobodys going anywhere here so

[anon]

[unknowable]

I guess that's the problem. I'd really like to. But yeah, you're right.

[anon]

[greywaren]

what are you running from?

[anon]

[unknowable]

The person I should have been. The person I might be someday.

[anon]

[benumbing]

you're not alone. i was even desperate enough to think of this place as a fresh start.

[anon]

[unknowable]

Has it been that for you?

[anon]

[benumbing]

on good days. but there's always that fear. sometimes i feel like where i came from and who i was is always breathing on the back on my neck. it makes my skin crawl.

[anon]

[unknowable]

That's eerily relatable.

You don't have to answer, but this is anonymous, so - what are you trying to get away from?

[anon]

[benumbing]

my father. my mother too, but him especially. the desperation that i felt in his presence, the things that desperation made me do.

what about you?

[anon]

[unknowable]

I grew up poor. My father was violent. I feel like people can still see both of those things on me if they look hard enough. Like I'll never really get away from them.

I'm sorry about your father.

anon

[unfollowing]

i don't think you can ever get away from that. you have to just transform it, i guess. make everything better than it was

anon

[unknowable]

Sometimes I think I've come a long way. Then I'll say something, or think something, or do something, and it's like I'm right back where I started.

anon

[unfollowing]

same

you could talk to your friends about it. people who know you from home, if there are any here. see it from their perspective

anon

[unknowable]

He usually sees me in a better light than I see myself. It helps sometimes.

anon

[unfollowing]

same. but i mean, we're our own worst criticc, so maybe his perspective's not as biased as you think

anon

[unknowable]

We're sleeping together, so I think he's pretty biased. But I'm biased about myself too, kind of the opposite way, so maybe it can balance out.

[anon]

[unitas]

yeah, me neither. Maybe we're just destined for hell holes.

[anon]

[unknowable]

God, I hope not. I always thought if you work hard enough you can claw your way out of any hole, but - well, maybe not.

[anon]

[unitas]

That'd be nice, wouldn't it? A little hard work, a little kindness, but none of that matters.

[anon]

[unknowable]

Kindness doesn't much come into it. If anything, the opposite. If people can walk all over you, they will.

[anon]

[unitas]

Kindness doesn't equate doormat.

[anon]

[unknowable]

It doesn't have to, but sometimes it does. Or sometimes it's what people expect, when you try to be kind.