The Tigress, The Witch, and The Broken One

Day 12: Both of them

December 13, 2018

Yesterday was too much. My head was swimming and my emotions were all over the place. I know I'm losing strength the more I talk with them. My projects were nothing but failures, no one to give me criticism and no one to encourage me. I ended playing Overwatch and Inquisition to see if that will clear my mind.

It didn't. My dreams became more vague and completely random. First one was about a car window being smashed. Today was about a wasp in the back room. A trio of them each falling one by one.

The witch has lost contact and I offered to help get it back along woth medicine she desperately needs. Her bastard uncle keeps taking things from them, yet her grandmother refuses to get rid of him. They're in debt because of his drug addeled antics, and he proceeds to blame the witch. The tigress, she is ill too. I told her about how my sanity had died to the point where I see myself as nothing, that everything to me was meaningless. I've arrived to the point where I don't care at all about anything but to be alone. The demon even says I shouldn't worry about them, but his methods don't work for me. They're "His" methods for him.

The tigress decided to go on and on about the reaper, then gets unreasonably hostile with the hero now that he has found work again. She's like an object that's there, but never find, or a puzzle that is hard to solve. I don't know why I even try to befriend them as a way of attracting to me, it's practically set in stone.  At the moment, I just give unto them and not care about my emotional and mental health. This is the same abuse that the tigress has been through, but they are blind to see within me.

I want it to stop

I want it to stop...