Things are different now. My cat's a monster, my room is a mess and half of my friends are aliens who I can't tell if they want me dead or not on a daily basis. Made two awesome girl friends, if we ever got separated I think I'd throw a fit, and they would, too. No more job, no more corporate bullshit bogging down my days. Look at me, cursing, inappropriate, lashing out in ways I never thought i could, never thought I would. It's all so much, it's overwhelming. I'm back and forth between joy and despair in a way that makes me feel like I'll rip apart at the seams. I'm not sure what's wrong with me, but I think I'm starting to like the way this game is changing me. I don't recognize myself in the mirror, but I'm more myself than I've ever been at the same time. #sburb
Freeing, isn't it?
the game has a wa7 of stripping 7ou to 7our true self sometimes. i alwa7s sa7 lean into it
I guess I had to learn that the hard way, for better or for worse.