December 6, 2018
I got another letter from.the workforce program. The address was my mothers home. This is the third letter that I've received. They have a bad timing as usual. It's been already two months I believe since I last worked at the warehouse.
My projects ar coming along smoothly. Next is my writing projects, but I don't know what to write about. I have my Tasogare series from the year I graduated, and my new series im the making known as Unlight. I could continue with my fan made series again, but it's only RWBY, YuGiOh,Neptunia and Kamen Rider. I'm more well versed in those and accustomed to alternate universes. I'll have to decide soon before the days over with.
The demon, mindless and selfish as ever contacted me. He wanted to know if I was well. I explained to him that I was silent so that I could focus on my projects again. Due to it being months of no practice and creative blocks in my mindset. Of course, he doesn't understand and I doubt he ever will. His last comment was that I should of told him and that he would not bother me. I could tell he was lying, even when I want to be alone in my emotional times to gather my thoughts, his way of cheering me up is lackluster. He would only find things that would make him happy and not me. I don't know how long I can pretend to be interested in what he likes, or even tell him the truth.
The comment he made has put in a foul mood. A mood to the point where I don't feel like doing anything. I told him that I need til next Wednesday to finish my projects. His snarky comment had really tilted me, making it seem like I'm in the wrong. Have fun without him. He said that. I have to oppease his ego as he continuosly says I'm his only friend. Does he not know how to make friends without me? I have a hard time doing so, but I still try.
I told the fairy about it. She was not happy. Called him needy. Whenever I lash out at him or ignore him he uses the line that it's ok that I hate him and that the whole world does. Honestlyn why does he use that form of guilt trip on me? Someone who is already emotionally distraught because of two girls who doesn't know what or who they want in their lives. I feel like the end of the day that I remain alone. I don't know if I should see it as good or bad. I'm slowly viewing it as good. The more I connect with people and call them my friends, the more my state of mind warps and rots by the memories they burned into me.
One day I will have someone who acknowledges me that I'm not an idiot nor child. I hope they notice that I know more about the situations they're in than they and others do. Alas, its a pipe dream.
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The Tigress, The Witch, and The Broken One
NonfiksiA journal that tells a tale of love most poison, choices most hazardous, heart most damaged