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Roier just said he is streaming on Saturday cus he has something on Saturday...

I keep seeing this take that "oh, Donatella has to have a different reason for her feelings towards psychics than the rest of the family since she married in so the curse doesn't affect her!" and like. I'm not saying she CAN'T have other reasons and it could be interesting to explore that!

but also, like, I think the fact that she spent years--at least Frazie and/or Dion's lifetimes--thinking that her husband and children were in constant danger of drowning...yeah that'd mess you up pretty bad

#idk I'm just thinking #psychonauts #donatella aquato #and like I said having other reasons is not a bad thing! maybe she came from an anti psychic family or something! we really don't know!#I just think that saying she has no reason in canon is. undermining how much having all your loved ones in danger would cause that kind of #intense fear

Everything that’s happening is just.

They could make a war out of this

#intense fear #please god for one second #things are just happening #max talking #dream smp #dsmp #las nevadas #quackity #tommyinnit #slimecicle #live blogging

personal post - my life at present

i am laying on a mattress in my dining room. this is normal, my brother is asleep in the living room in much the same state. he does this in winter as his room is far too cold, i am doing it to not be alone. our dining and living rooms are connected.

i am laying on a mattress in my dining room, staring intently at the dark doorway of the kitchen, painfully aware that the door to the study is slightly open, knowing both rooms are full of pitch black shadows. the light in the dining room is on. my mother has told me not to keep all of the lights on since it runs up our electricity bill.

i am utterly terrified. i have no reason to be, but the shadows are deep and looming and hungry in a way i cannot explain. they shift and move and i cannot leave this room even to use the bathroom without traversing that darkness. i cannot step into those shadows.

something in them is watching me, which i know is not true. i know it’s just my brain being awful, but that does not make it feel any less real. the panic i feel is real. the shapes i see, shifting and reaching, look real. the dull rasping sound they seem to make sounds real.

i am not doing well. my mental health is absolutely trashed and i am currently consumed by fear in a way i have not been in a long time. reality warps and bends around me until i cannot tell what is and what isn’t. i am so so scared.

i wish this was fiction. i wish i could say this is just a spooky story written in the first person, designed to be unnerving, but it’s not. this is what i am living with. this is what i face when my medication stops working. this is my world right now.