Sorry for not posting. I figured I'd keep better track of this thing. I guess not.
That morning, on my last post, was actually ok. I saw him a few times on the walk, but nobody else did and he wasn't doing anything, really.
It wasn't until that afternoon/evening that things got weird. On the bus home, I started randomly taking pictures out my window. This is one of them:
You can't really see it unless you're looking. Hard.
He's there.
Later that night, there was a fire in my house. Nothing was too badly destroyed, save our dryer. They blamed it on a latex pillow that got thrown in there, but I think it might have had some help.
I didn't see much of him after that. More memory lapses and scars, though. And then Monday of last week was when it got really bad. I woke up with absolutely no memory of anything that had happened since the fire. My throat was sore, I had eight new scars, and I was depressed as hell.
I tried to kill myself. Twice.
He stopped me both times.
I haven't seen him since then, and things even feel somewhat normal. But I'm sure it won't last. I have another migraine now. I really hate these things.
So are the scars in one certain area or are they spread out everywhere?
ReplyDeleteSpread out, mostly. There aren't any in really obvious places. Mostly on my torso and upper arms.
DeleteMost intriguing. We should have a chat sometime.
Delete-Raggedy.
Email if you want.
Deletecairnflame@gmail.com
Good question, as for memory loss, I think your going to have to start getting used to it. It's in motion now, and it ain't stopping.
ReplyDeleteWish you best of luck.
- Mr. Incognito.
Whatever you do, please, don't try to kill yourself again.
ReplyDeleteI know it's hard. And it only gets harder. But all suicide will do is take away a chance that you might have otherwise had. Find something to live for. For me. Say you want to live.