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Session 1:
My therapist said although the event was tough, and my flashbacks are affecting my sleep, I must realise that the pain isn't a reason to allow my internal suffering.
"But the old hags, and the ever growing bonca's.. you don't understand, they haunt my dreams and warp them in to nightmares"
"Listen", she said, "I know it's tough, but if you keep externalising this pain it will only cause you to manifest further dismay in your life".
I guess she's right, but I can't help but dwell on the bloody battle. Even as I sit here writing this, thinking about the obese bonca's, raping me on a bed of spikes, it affects me such that my body triggers an automatic ideo-motor response as if I am reliving the terrible nightmare.
My eye twitches, my body tenses, the only thought that allows a slight bit of relief to wash over me was the eleven million ducks chilling in the basement of a randoms tower in the middle of a forest, having a quack orgy in the basement.
But the dragon ate those ducks.
The horror.
... Oh the horror.
My therapist said although the event was tough, and my flashbacks are affecting my sleep, I must realise that the pain isn't a reason to allow my internal suffering.
"But the old hags, and the ever growing bonca's.. you don't understand, they haunt my dreams and warp them in to nightmares"
"Listen", she said, "I know it's tough, but if you keep externalising this pain it will only cause you to manifest further dismay in your life".
I guess she's right, but I can't help but dwell on the bloody battle. Even as I sit here writing this, thinking about the obese bonca's, raping me on a bed of spikes, it affects me such that my body triggers an automatic ideo-motor response as if I am reliving the terrible nightmare.
My eye twitches, my body tenses, the only thought that allows a slight bit of relief to wash over me was the eleven million ducks chilling in the basement of a randoms tower in the middle of a forest, having a quack orgy in the basement.
But the dragon ate those ducks.
The horror.
... Oh the horror.
