Basically have the humidifier running 24/7 and trying to remember to touch the door before anything else as it nullifies the currents.

I'd rubbed the blankets against said door and that seemed to help but only for a bit. 😞

Ms Bean has been coming to hang out near daily. She's learnt how to basically knock on the door ahsfd a very smart and polite lady!!

Trying desperately to control the static electricity in our room currently. It's so bad, I can light up our mouse by touching the PC case (not good).

Sometimes ur making supper, feel like a spider is crawling up onto ur shoulder, and he asks what ur making. And ur trying to keep ur cool.

I once wondered "man, we must have some like, non humanoids kicking around. Wonder what they must be" and low and behold. Something I would have never guessed.

Wow, our two starters back to back.
Also omg buddy why are you camping ;-;

She used to sit on the beach and sing all the time. Frequently in one spot, so we found someone who'd made a Shari sand drawing and it's been there ever since. I can't believe the chances, out of everyone, it'd be HER. Love her.

I'm definitely not. It's kind of fascinating to me that for years this has been under the surface and I just. Didn't know. The brains so neat, despite this like, tragic thing. I hope that the others being either able to physically feel their feelings or that sharing them with me helps.

Someone seems a little mad that I'm accepting of these feelings. Like, maybe as if me feeling them would make me turn tail and run, they thought. And like, it's absolutely overwhelming. They were sitting there going "you wanted this" as if they were assuming I was mad.

Me; trying to satisfy a need for someone who's been politely asking
One of them; "you're so fucking disgusting I hate you"

Who pissed in your cheerios, genuinely

Someone came up so intensely and soon after I was met with an extremely rude "you disgust me" so, yeah, that's fun. Thanks for that. Cheers.

I have no clue on how I'm gonna make a psych see this. But I guess even if I don't, we'll still find a way. I'd probably get called cringe for saying that but it's true.

I go to a psych/therapist and I feel like an overheating computer. Brains firing on all cylinders, but I'm getting nothing 💀

I spend hours workshopping how to calm down by myself just out of habit, when what I should really be doing is saying something.

Therapy would tell you to just continue on and wait for the person to come around but they haven't and it's hard to show them that it's okay when they're the one with the fucking anxiety shotgun. It's effectively that bike meme where the guy shoves a stick in his tires.

I'm mildly pissed off about that because I've been trying to figure what the problem is this entire time and they give me nothing. Best I have is that they want me out, they want things to go back to how they were. And like, what do I do about that?