#sharing emotions

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Safe// Monkey Saffari "We produced Safe as a message of unity, hope and love. When we came to release it, we realised it soundtracked our socially isolated emotions to perfection. Sharing emotions is one of our main motivations when producing music and DJing. Getting together, dancing together, smiling together."

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Alma & Kamila (Ghost Trick), Alma/Cabanela/Jowd (Ghost Trick), Jowd & Yomiel (Ghost Trick), Jowd & Sissel | Amnesiac Ghost, Jowd & Kamila (Ghost Trick), siss Characters: Jowd (Ghost Trick), Cabanela (Ghost Trick), Alma (Ghost Trick), Lynne (Ghost Trick), Sissel | Amnesiac Ghost, Kamila (Ghost Trick), most of the cast will show up eventually, Pigeon Man (Ghost Trick) Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Soul Bond, Angst with a Happy Ending, Soulmates, Chosen Soulmates, emotion sharing, soul bonds share emotions, Jowd let people love you challenge level impossible, Temporary Character Death, Self-Hatred, Jowd is not mentally alright, but he will get there Summary:

Jowd has two soul bonds but he’s long grown used to just hearing familiar crashing waves tinted his soul’s own green hue. His own guilt, his own grief, his own despair. He intends on keeping his emotions as burdens to him alone.

Cabanela glares at the prison’s doors, feeling sick. How could they have forced his soul bond’s soul to grow so completely silent. He sends him pulses of a reassuring song but is given no reason to believe his love isn’t falling on deaf ears. But that’s okay, when this is over he will get the bottom of it.

Alma, once she has been given another chance to live again, also plans to figure out why Jowd’s soul is so uncharacteristically distant.

-Au where there’s a way to connect your soul with another. Jowd had connected to two and, after what was meant to be a joke, they connected to each other too. This connection allows them to share feelings with each other but after Alma died, Jowd slowly figured out how to block himself off. It’s been years since he felt that connection so he doesn’t even think about what he’s missing even after going back in time and changing all of their fates for the better. Alma and Cabanela, on the other hand, are very aware of what they’re missing.

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Have you ever met someone and you just clicked? Everything lined up, the sun shone, it seemed even the world was telling you, “Hey! Pay attention! This person is going to be important!”

I did. Just over a month ago. @melaxia is that person for me. We met through one of my best friends that I’ve known for more than 10 years. (Funnily enough, I had that same sort of moment with him, but it just meant important in a different way. He’s family to me and has been, for years. I call him Princess and so that’s what he’ll be referred to as if I’m ever talking about him.) Princess works with her, and as a cis white dude (who tries way too hard to prove he’s a manly man), he realized both of us are queer and was like, “Hey, I have 2 queer friends! Maybe my queer friends should meet!” He got her permission to give me her number, and then during another conversation with me, got my permission to give her my number. (Side Note: I struggle really hard with new situations, they give me hella anxiety, so when he asked if I wanted her number, I told him to just give her mine and have her text me.) The next day, I got a message from a number with the same area code as mine. (Because I never changed numbers after I moved out of my home town, and Princess never moved out of our home town.) This message kept it super simple with just a hey, and an introduction. So I responded in kind. And since then, we haven’t really stopped talking unless we are either asleep or working (and even then, sometimes we’ll talk while either of us are working). We figured out pretty quickly that he was trying to set us up. He talked me up to her, and he talked her up to me, and yet, we were dating for literal weeks before he knew. And honestly, I had to tell him, because I don’t like lying to the people that matter, and he really matters to me, so lying to him, even if it was my idea, made me anxious. So I told him, and pretty much all he had to say about it was that he was glad I’m happy.

And I really am. I have had pretty shitty relationships in the past. None have ever really lasted longer than a couple months because of one thing or another. In reality, I had just gotten bored in the relationship and things stagnated and the things they’d been doing the entire time (complaining about something and not doing anything to fix it, not being confident about who they are, not being up front about things, etc.) really started to get to me and I ended up breaking up with all of them. My girlfriend and I were talking about this last night, and she jokingly asked, “Should I be worried?” Because I truly haven’t had a relationship longer than 2 months. And I’m 26. But that just got me thinking. And so I was very honestly able to answer her with, “No. You shouldn’t be worried at all. And here’s why.”

See, the thing about my relationship with her, is that we can talk on the phone for 12 hours a day, and maybe we’re not talking nonstop, but we can always make each other laugh. We can go from joking, to a somewhat serious topic, and right back to joking without missing a beat. We can just be on the phone, and don’t need to be doing anything specific. We can talk about legitimately anything, we can tease each other or be cheering sections for each other. We always have the utmost faith in each other, even if we don’t really have it in ourselves. I could never get bored with her, because she makes me smile with a simple text or with one of our jokey arguments. We can banter and discuss and just be together. We may live 1200 miles apart, but that doesn’t mean that our relationship is less than someone else’s. It doesn’t mean that it’s more likely to fail. And it REALLY doesn’t mean that it’s not real. And I’m not the only one that feels this way. See, we figured out within the last couple of days that we’re both empathy. I’m pretty sure she told me early on, but I’m only human, and I forgot. I, on the other hand, KNOW I didn’t say anything, because as a general rule, I don’t tell people until I know them very well. From personal experience, I’ve figured out that if people know I’m an empath right from the start they tend to just try and hide their feelings. But I have hella trust issues (courtesy of ex friends and being cheated on and reactions to my coming out) so not being able to feel a truthful representation of how someone feel about me can be legitimately harmful to my health. So unless I know someone very well, I keep that to myself.

Continuing on, the incident that led to us finding that out about both of us, happened Tuesday while I was at work. I felt confusion, hurt, sadness, and some anxiety and I knew it wasn’t from me. Obviously, I can’t always tell exactly who it’s from, but instincts let me know. So I messaged her to check on her. That, was the incident at the dojo that led to me wishing I lived in the same state, because I would have kicked the shit out of the head instructor for the way he made her feel. Later on, after I got off work and was finally able to call her, she told me her first thought was of me during that fairly one sided conversation. That’s when I felt the flow of emotion, and that’s when I knew I had to check on her.

This girl has just strolled into my heart and taken up residence. She just casually stole my heart and gave me hers, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Yesterday, was a rough day for me. And already knowing she’s empathic as well, it made it so she felt all the emotions I was feeling, and I was feeling mine and my momma’s. (A little backstory: in late September of 2020, my daddy was told by our primary care doctor to go to the emergency room immediately for what seemed to be a blood clot in his leg. He was admitted, and came home a couple days later with a stage 4 metastatic lung cancer diagnosis. 2 months later, he was gone). So yesterday morning, our primary care doctor told momma to go to the emergency room, and I panicked. I was feeling momma’s surprise and anxiety, and then as soon as she told me, my own distress. Any time someone important to me ends up in the hospital for any reason, I’m not sure how well I’m going to handle it, because watching my daddy go downhill broke my heart and honestly traumatized me. So, I had a full on anxiety attack yesterday morning before I went into work, and my girl was my rock. And honestly, she was a rockstar because all of my anxiety and distress and straight up fear hit her all at once, and she wasn’t expecting it, and yet she was still able to make me smile and supported me as I went into work on a day I didn’t think I had it in me to deal with people.

I really need to thank her from the bottom of my heart, because I don’t know how well I could have handled yesterday without her. I am not sure if I would have been able to truly work through the anxiety and still have a successful work day. Thank you babygirl, for being such a truly amazing person. I appreciate you every day, even when we’re both distracted and not saying a whole lot. 💜😊

[zestria13]

I’ve come to the realization that my parents, while being here for me physically, financially, and otherwise, they have never really been there for me emotionally. I love my parents, but I don’t rely on them emotionally. I don’t talk to them about my feelings very much, and I certainly don’t share my mental space with them. I think I’ve known this for some time, but haven’t had the words to actually express it. I’m frustrated. I don’t really have anyone to lean on emotionally. My dad acts like negative emotions simply don’t exist. He’s content to pretend that nothing is ever wrong. Even when it is. He doesn’t want to deal with negative emotions, so he doesn’t. Hard to really talk, have real talk about the deep stuff, with someone like that. And I don’t think my mom has ever understood the phrase of acknowledging someone’s feelings. She jumps immediately to judgment when I talk about feelings of any kind. I’m angry about something, she immediately argues why I shouldn’t feel that way. I’m sad about something, she immediately turns to the phrase “but you shouldn’t be sad”. I never actually finish talking about my feelings because she automatically has a judgment on them. And I’m left feeling angry because she can never just listen to me. Sometimes I just want to share my feelings, have someone acknowledge them, have an outlet. I’m not asking for advice, condemnation, or judgment about it. I just want to voice my emotions. But I don’t feel like I have any place to actually do that. And I’m just left feeling frustrated, so I don’t share my feelings. And then my parents wonder why I don’t talk about my emotions with them. If only they could understand how their reactions lend to that action on my part. Hard to see that happening as it is.

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