My self esteem feels weirdly low
I think it might have to do with the fact im never really motivated. I was supposed get prescribed some adhd meds a few days ago to help with that, but the appointment was pushed back to late June :(
I think it might have to do with the fact im never really motivated. I was supposed get prescribed some adhd meds a few days ago to help with that, but the appointment was pushed back to late June :(
I just finished the book, and my first thought is that the last few chapters of the navidson project were written by Johnny who, having read hundreds of pages he wrote, easily forged zampanos writing style. Its clear that in chapter xxi that most if not all of what truant writes is embellished, a lie, or part of some sort of episode, and while he tried to give himself a happy ending he found it didnt work, so he instead decided to give navidson and Karen a happy ending, as well as explain why he wasnt able to find the house on ash tree lane (writing that it disintegrated).
Navidson went back into that house and quickly died, leaving what happened to him a mystery, and so Johnny made up an ending so at least something in his life made some sort of sense.
I apparently REALLY like being called a good boy, like a lot, which was a bit of a suprise for me. This is in a completely sfw way btw, as soon as it becomes nsfw it stops being as enjoyable.
I just wanted to put this out there cause I have no one to a say this to
I know that theyre brothers, but due to navidsons somehwat complicated past with his family and the fact Tom is never mentioned as being in the foster home with him im a but confused as to whether Tom and navidson are blood brothers or not
I cant get past "then sigh of the ceiling" without getting confused
I had to make a new account so now im seeing if I have enough community karma to post here.
Im gay, but i was really questioning it cause for the longest time I thought Roxy, in this specific panel, was drawn so attractively
For me I close my eyes, and take ten deep breaths, counting them, before returning to a more natural breathing pattern. I then face my palms to the ceiling and imagine a golden chord growing from my palms like vines moving upwards towarss my higher self. Once I feel we have connected I imagine my body growing closer to my higher self, and I simply focus on that image, letting my higher self's knowledge flow into me.