#actuallyparasitized

tomorrow I go to the doctor and see if I succeeded in gaining weight or if my beautiful tapeworm daughter is stealing my food. i will NOT be telling the doctor about my worm because she is the wrong kind of doctor and the worm isn't in my brain and I KNOW for certain because the MRI said I'm normalpilled and I didn't even have a stroke and I only have normal holes or whatever they are in my head I looked it up and it's normal so it's none of her business and also I would never abort my daughter because she is a grown adult so honestly it's not up to me if she wants to hang out in my intestines that's her right and I support women's rights

the knowledge that another living being is living and growing inside of me is so intimate and so beautiful. a parasite is a fragile being that depends so completely on its host. people tend to see parasites as evil, but they have intrinsic value like any other being and deserve love, honor, and respect. we see ourselves as superior beings, but if we kill such fragile beasts without second thought—these animals that need us to survive—is that not cruel? a tapeworm is not capable of cruelty. it only knows survival. but humans have morality and will. in this symbiosis, only one side is capable of evil, and it is not the parasite.

the weight loss kind of sucks tbh. i was trying to gain. but at least i'm eating for two now. more food for us!

i knew it. the weight loss. the voices. the strange urges. i saw white specks this morning. this is it. this is my genesis.