r/okbuddyliterallyme2

A lot of it was unrealistic stuff that was fun and made me happy or have a good time so litterally not even achievable no matter what I do. They always make me happy in the dream though, even if its something crazy like hiding from/ fighting pitch black monsters or failing to sneak up on bad guys in a post apocalypse setting (or later hanging out at a bar playing a non existent PS2 game with someone I apperently knew).

Then came the obligatory bits of me talking with someone random (or in this case them talking to me and playfully messing with me in the dream) and us just hanging out, hitting it off as we wandered through some theme park where nonsense was happening and us winding up liking each other.

As always it felt so good as so real, and once again ive devolved an emotional attachment to someone who doesnt exist and who will eventually become another ghost in the void of my mind...

Happiness and companionship should not only exist in the romantic dillusions of my dreams.

If there wasnt ppl around me or passing by i would cry even harder tbh.

years of isolation and wasting my life away, for some reason, made me way empathetic, way compassionate, kind, understanding, gentle and grateful

honestly, i started this arc as a very bitter person, hate was dictating my life, but for whatever reason its been subconciously stripping away from me over the years, i really dont know why

i love silent hill 2 🗣🗣🔥

What you mean it's only the start?!