I recently have had some bad encounters I don’t want to access too deeply, but still want to get off my chest.
What glittering chaos I’ve endured. I’ve gazed at apparitions that stem from an infinity I cannot comprehend and therefore, can barely find suitable words for. Following up from my previous installment of “Vela’s crazy supernatural abridged experiences.” I have a endless fountain of experiences since last year, but this is me trying to sum upContinue reading “Supernatural Experience #2 I’ve seen the tree people.”
Why wasn’t I losing my shit. Screaming. Terrified? Because it was better than fucking uni French homework. Also, my head was on another level of existence.
I don’t care who sees this. Judging eyes of past school mates or long-gone colleagues. From whoever it is, I often can guess one thing. They feel simply pity. That’s right though, isn’t it right to pity a girl who confesses ‘psychosis’ messed her up. I’m asking for pity aren’t I? No. Because there isContinue reading “scrapbooked sadness of clipart from a psychiatry handout”
Below I started to remember PTSD around the visions I saw when psychotic. Basically the equivalent of Guts watching Femto and Casca um…..you get what scene I mean.