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♱ ִֶָ.࣪࿐ " 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑒... " | 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒 . 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 . 𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛 . 𝑠ℎ𝑒/𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 . 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑏𝑖𝑎𝑛 . 𝑑𝑢𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑒 . 𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑒𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑗 . 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ . 𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑔𝑜 . 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑝 . ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑎𝑠𝑡 . 𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 & 𝑏𝑒𝑡ℎ 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑒 . 𝑡𝑤𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 . 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 + 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑.

𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑎𝑚 𝑖 .ᐣ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚 .ᐟ ©𝑎𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎𝑎

(ps: whats ur favourite ethel cain song? 🫣 )

Awww thank you very much! ♡

This fear isn't new whatsoever. It started when my sister told me repeatedly as a young child (and all the way up until I was a young teen) that zombie-like creatures were indeed real, and that they'd eat me alive. she went so far as to even describe to me what it would feel and look like to go through that process.

It's hard for me to be around people that appear ill, to be out in large crowds, or hear loud sirens or alarms in public because I get paranoid that those are signs of an oncoming apocalypse. I am constantly on guard because something inside of me cannot put it to rest that these things are not truly real, despite what my brain and tells me daily.