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leatat is giving R so bad this season i get u
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instantly thought of r
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breaking apart at the seams ; @jadedvampiress
Her hands had grazed the walls to 𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐊 𝐈𝐍 the magic of the school, her hands glowing red as that panic grew within her chest. Crazy Lizzie, they all made fun of her, they all spoke about her 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 her back when they thought she could hear. Sure Josie tried to build Lizzie up, empower her, but it didn’t always work. It 𝐆𝐎𝐓 to Lizzie and she couldn’t stop it sometimes, and she was 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 her mental illness truly destroy her mind right now. No one was 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 after her, not her sister, not her father, not Hope, 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄. Lizzie was alone and at times like this she knew how little people 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 about the broken Saltzman. She needed some form of 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 on her wrists to keep her magic, her siphoning at bay. But no, now it was at full blast, not 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 that she was ripping through scream after scream. Echoing in the kitchen, mixed with waves of her hands had mugs, plates and glasses 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 around her.
She knew she was ill, and this was the most 𝐎𝐁𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 exposure of magic. She predicted that some witch had put a bug in the kitchen, to watch and laugh at her while she 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 over and over again. Knives flying across the room, glass smashed at her feet, Lizzie was at the highest point of mania, somewhere that she struggled to 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 from. Ears pricked up as she heard the whisper of her name, but with her head muffled, like static and cotton 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐃 itself inside her head with bee’s buzzing around, she could 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 make it out as she snapped. Noticing the 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 around her and she broke, dropping to her knees, glass pricking her knees and palms as her screams turned into screaming sobs, “go away,” she choked out. No one needed to see her so ruined.
me, returning to my dash like i didn’t just isolate myself for like two weeks bc of a manic episode crashing straight into a depressive episode: sup
How would Aha react being "summoned" by being cursed upon or is that just a regular Monday to them?
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA (ft: Mourning Actors)
[Aha would find that absolutely fucking hilarious. In the very same way that they found the Mourning Actors, who try to dilute the temptations of Aha, to be so entertaining to the point that they gave them blessings from their Path.
Why treat anything seriously when it's all a great cosmic joke? Everyone could use a good chuckle or two or ten or always.]
It's so hard seeing my struggles in my youngest sibling. The anxiety, the panic, the zero coping skills. The anger, the feeling that no one could possibly understand, the inability to see any future or solution outside the problem at hand. The constant cycle of feeling like the only way out of a problem is to burn everything around it.
I try to help them. I tried to tell them that they're manic, that the meds they're on are fucking them up the same way they fucked me up, I begged our mom to talk to their psychiatrist and unloaded a bunch of things about myself that I didn't want to tell her. Confessed a lot of secrets, to try and convince her. Nothing came of it.
I hate it. I don't want my sibling to claw out out of this like I did, if they ever claw out at all. I hurt myself and so many people along the way. I'm so scared for them.
MANIC EPISODE ACTIVATED. MANIC EPISODE ACTIVATED. MANIC EPISODE ACTIVATED. MANIC EPISODE ACTIVATED.