try to be more kind

The lecturer gives you your assignment. 4 weeks remain. You assume it won’t take longer than a week. 1 week remains. You assume it won’t take longer than a few days. 2 days remain. You assume it’ll only take a few hours. 10 seconds remain. 

You forgot your keys today. And yesterday. And the day before. You start to wonder if your door even has a lock at all and if there really are keys, and if so what are you searching for? 

You hyperfocus. Hours pass, days, months. How long has it been? The calendars and clocks all read differently, time is an illusion, it’s dark outside. 

You bump into a stranger. Your RSD kicks in. You have to apologize to your boss for being late to work. Your RSD kicks in. You refuse to acknowledge the shadow creature in the corner of your room. Your RSD kicks in. 

“Those drugs are just an excuse for drug companies to profit off of people!” posts Sharon, age 42, on a homeopathic “guru” Facebook page. “They just want to medicate childhood! It’s a scam!”. She pays £500 for crystal healing for her child’s measles case.

You sit across from the doctor. “How were you at school?” they ask you. The gears in your head come to an abrupt halt, you have no memory of anything, was there a school at all?    

You relent to someone about the struggles of your condition. Their face twists and contorts in utter fury, their eyes seem ablaze. “It’s all a conspiracy!” they hiss, “to stop kids from being disciplined!”. You suddenly realize there’s not a child in sight of this person.

You’re lying in your bed at night, the room pitch black with only the numbers on your alarm clock illuminating a few centimeters of MDF bedside cabinet top. “Sleep” you tell yourself. You hear it, your own voice whisper back “no, now is a time for thinking”. You blink, the clock reads 5:38am.    

“I need you to have this ready” they tell you. The grey matter in your skull squeals and giggles with malicious glee. They do not decide what needs done, who is a mortal to challenge what defies nature’s design itself? You nod anyway, only to appease your fellow human. You’ll pay for that. 

You sit down to write out your assignment. The blank paper stretches about a third of the desk’s width. You look out the window, deciding that there are more important things for now. The blank paper stretches to the horizon. 

“it’s a kid’s disease” they say. You argue otherwise, they tell you to respect your elders. You pull out your ID in protest, waving your date of birth in their face. Their grin extends to their earlobes and their eyes darken. “It’s a kid’s disease” they growl. You were 21 the last time you looked at your license.

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“Stop shaking your leg,” someone says. You oblige. Not two seconds later, they glare at you and you realize it has begun again, or maybe it never stopped. did it ever stop? Did you ever have control? 

You decide to do your work after five minutes of relaxing. After a minute, an hour has passed. You get to work. After an hour, a minute has passed. The clocks, you decide, are conspiring

But now the company holiday party is upon us.

And I’ve been lying about the girlfriend.

Reasonable: “just say she couldn’t make it!”

I've been feeling pretty awful today so I made a Shizuo edit because he calms my heart.

Here are some fun additions… the Mechanicals were also based on the characters of The Breakfast Club (here I am below, eating an actual Captain Crunch and Pixie Stix sandwich on stage.)

…and the one on the longboard was actually our Puck - he rode it through the whole play in the background. Please note his “Forest Cafe” shirt… which we also had logos for on the cups.

…and we had both a flash mob at the end AND an interlude where myself and one of the other Fairies danced to “Sexy and I Know It” while we were cleaning up the tables at the cafe.

I will post more of this later. I have a DVD at my house and will endure cringing at myself to bring you some quality clips… there’s probably one of K eating the burrito before the start of the play, too.

@hullaballoons Here is more Ktown Lore for you 

Important notes:

- Chipotle burrito makes a cameo about 30 min in,

- the end has a flash mob and a “commercial” for the Forest Cafe, 

- unfortunately, the lunch scene where all the mechanicals whistle like the Breakfast Club got mostly cut for some reason?

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@vampireapologist in case you have any interest in reliving this… at the very least you can prove to any doubters that there was, in fact, a Chipotle burrito onstage.

I have dozens of posts going around that have broken 50,000 notes, and plenty that have broken 100,000.

On every single one of these posts, there are hundreds, if not thousands, of comments and tags calling me a liar and the story fake, but none so much as this post.

This post was my most doubted of all.

And you came in………

with a Two and a Half Hour Long video.

I’ll never forget this.

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