Imagine your dad says something he thinks is funny about cheese, but what he thinks is funny is a sorta descriptive idea of it in all the wrong ways, and your mind was already on a downwards spiral from the idea of "netflux" causing mental distress and you get stuck in a whole other spiral where your mind has decided that despite you not wanting it to, it is now writing a mental smut story between two different cheeses and it gets to the point where you begin to cry from the mental overload. (For context, a smut story is basically a story based on s3x, and I have adhd making it very difficult to stop my brain from creating those stories).
I need mental help 🙃
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Best of regards, Elliott.
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