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😐 ok.

Sounds rough. 

The people telling you that they will kill themselves if you leave them likely won't, and if they do thats not really on you. You just happen to be the one they clung to in the moment, anyone would have done as long as it meant they weren't alone in their misery. 

Playing host to a buncha emotional parasites doesn't sound fun at the very least. 

I thought you had decided on a career path that was enjoyable for you? What's changed? Do you think perhaps a change of scenery might help? 

Writing is a still a goal i imagine, there most be something right? 

Lenalee said: 

Playing host to a buncha emotional parasites doesn't sound fun at the very least. 

There is something worth looking at when people find themselves among the same sort of company near-exclusively, if not simply imagine or even need people to behave within their expected parameters. 

Perhaps something about her has her seek out that sort of company? 

Lenalee said: 

Sounds rough. 

The people telling you that they will kill themselves if you leave them likely won't, and if they do thats not really on you. You just happen to be the one they clung to in the moment, anyone would have done as long as it meant they weren't alone in their misery. 

Playing host to a buncha emotional parasites doesn't sound fun at the very least. 

 

I thought you had decided on a career path that was enjoyable for you? What's changed? Do you think perhaps a change of scenery might help? 

Writing is a still a goal i imagine, there most be something right? 

 Thanks Lena 💛

I do have a career and job I like. I do have hobbies I like (writing, video games, art, etc). They reduce my suffering, distract me or bring momentary satisfaction. 

Something inside of me is dead or fractured. I don’t necessarily want to die. I’m just not keen on living. Life feels empty… no joie de vivre. I have nothing anchoring me to my life. I go through the motions of living. 

Turncoat said: 

Lenalee said: 

Playing host to a buncha emotional parasites doesn't sound fun at the very least. 

There is something worth looking at when people find themselves among the same sort of company near-exclusively, if not simply imagine or even need people behave within their expected parameters. 

Perhaps something about her has her seek out that sort of company? 

It could be…  

Feathers said: 

Lenalee said: 

Sounds rough. 

The people telling you that they will kill themselves if you leave them likely won't, and if they do thats not really on you. You just happen to be the one they clung to in the moment, anyone would have done as long as it meant they weren't alone in their misery. 

Playing host to a buncha emotional parasites doesn't sound fun at the very least. 

 

I thought you had decided on a career path that was enjoyable for you? What's changed? Do you think perhaps a change of scenery might help? 

Writing is a still a goal i imagine, there most be something right? 

 Thanks Lena 💛

I do have a career and job I like. I do have hobbies I like (writing, video games, art, etc). They reduce my suffering, distract me or bring momentary satisfaction. 

Something inside of me is dead or fractured. I don’t necessarily want to die. I’m just not keen on living. Life feels empty… no joie de vivre. I have nothing anchoring me to my life. I go through the motions of living. 

 Muting your own emotions to take on the needs of others can often do this, have you thought about speaking to a professional about this and your own traumas? Being a ghost or a backseat passenger in your own life can be exhausting and lacking. 

Maybe you're not anchored to your current life do to the people you've been emotionally maintaining. Get angry, anger and rage feel amazing, and shed them off. 

Lenalee said: 

Feathers said: 

Lenalee said: 

Sounds rough. 

The people telling you that they will kill themselves if you leave them likely won't, and if they do thats not really on you. You just happen to be the one they clung to in the moment, anyone would have done as long as it meant they weren't alone in their misery. 

Playing host to a buncha emotional parasites doesn't sound fun at the very least. 

I thought you had decided on a career path that was enjoyable for you? What's changed? Do you think perhaps a change of scenery might help? 

Writing is a still a goal i imagine, there most be something right? 

Thanks Lena 💛

I do have a career and job I like. I do have hobbies I like (writing, video games, art, etc). They reduce my suffering, distract me or bring momentary satisfaction. 

Something inside of me is dead or fractured. I don’t necessarily want to die. I’m just not keen on living. Life feels empty… no joie de vivre. I have nothing anchoring me to my life. I go through the motions of living. 

Muting your own emotions to take on the needs of others can often do this, have you thought about speaking to a professional about this and your own traumas? Being a ghost or a backseat passenger in your own life can be exhausting and lacking. 

Didn't Fae mention something about Sadism years back, or am I mixing up details? 

She may desire the company of those suffering either because she enjoys it on some level compared to those who aren't in pain, she might be so needy that this projects into expecting others to be just as needy in their lives, it could be that that vulnerability they're expressing makes her feel safe or offers the room to relate to/prey on their feelings, she might feel weak enough that she can't ascend the pecking order towards more self-reliant people, etc. 

People who find themselves surrounded with needy people tend to want to feel needed. 

As for the muting itself, I'd pen it closer to her not being in touch with them in the first place. She's always written about them with a sense of dissociative confusion when it's not purely idealistic. 

Turncoat said: 

Lenalee said: 

Feathers said: 

Lenalee said: 

Sounds rough. 

The people telling you that they will kill themselves if you leave them likely won't, and if they do thats not really on you. You just happen to be the one they clung to in the moment, anyone would have done as long as it meant they weren't alone in their misery. 

Playing host to a buncha emotional parasites doesn't sound fun at the very least. 

I thought you had decided on a career path that was enjoyable for you? What's changed? Do you think perhaps a change of scenery might help? 

Writing is a still a goal i imagine, there most be something right? 

Thanks Lena 💛

I do have a career and job I like. I do have hobbies I like (writing, video games, art, etc). They reduce my suffering, distract me or bring momentary satisfaction. 

Something inside of me is dead or fractured. I don’t necessarily want to die. I’m just not keen on living. Life feels empty… no joie de vivre. I have nothing anchoring me to my life. I go through the motions of living. 

Muting your own emotions to take on the needs of others can often do this, have you thought about speaking to a professional about this and your own traumas? Being a ghost or a backseat passenger in your own life can be exhausting and lacking. 

Didn't Fae mention something about Sadism years back, or am I mixing up details? 

She may desire the company of those suffering either because she enjoys it on some level compared to those who aren't in pain, she might be so needy that this projects into expecting others to be just as needy in their lives, it could be that that vulnerability they're expressing makes her feel safe or offers the room to relate to/prey on their feelings, she might feel weak enough that she can't ascend the pecking order towards more self-reliant people, etc. 

People who find themselves surrounded with needy people tend to want to feel needed. 

As for the muting itself, I'd pen it closer to her not being in touch with them in the first place. She's always written about them with a sense of dissociative confusion when it's not purely idealistic. 

I don’t want to watch them suffer. I like watching them get better and improve. Like fixing a broken car or something.

I do like the sense of control I get I guess. They need me and depend on me. So they are willing to go further for me than most people. One of them is going to let me live with them for free, one of them drives me around like a chauffer, one of them gets me things I want, etc. They all serve a dependable purpose as a reward they chose for helping them.

Self reliant people are less dependable. I feel like I have to chase them for anything. While needy people will cling to me. 

One friend I actually like was murdered. It’s like I just can’t have nice things… nothing will ever make this ok.