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Last Night’s Shift Recap

So!

I ended up shifting to an alternate version of my CR, one where I didn’t shift to my WR, but I’m one step closer!!

Last night was really rough, since I normally shift while I’m sleeping (it’s the only time my body is truly fully relaxed, because ya know, chronic anxiety and adhd lmao)

but surprise surprise I couldn’t fall asleep at ALL last night, I kept tossing and turning and had this horrible gut feeling that something was wrong, it wasn’t about shifting, but something else that I couldn’t quite put

I ended up falling asleep for a couple minutes, and in which I had a horrible nightmare (which is usual for me as I grew up with repeated nightmares, they aren’t fun :[ but it’s okay!)

so now I’m standing at my bus stop, thinking of those waffles, so I’m probably just gonna shift during the school day or something, I don’t wanna be here 😭

thanks for tuning in!!! I’ll let you guys know how it goes :D

(p.s. I got an algebra II ACL test today, send prayers 😭🙏)

okay bye-bye!!!

What I find isn’t appreciated enough when it comes to shifting

TW: chronic illness and chronic mental health

So I have chronic anxiety and clinical depression, along with other various physical health difficulties including intestinal issues and extreme periods (most of which almost lead to going to the hospital, it takes two weeks out of every month of my life) I’ve been examined by countless doctors, therapists, psychologists, and no one knew how to fix me, all they said was I would have to live with it and find coping skills to function “normally” in society

so with that in mind, life sometimes gets ridiculously complicated and difficult, and I hate the fact that I have to live with it, but that’s when I realized *I don’t*

I am a manifestor and shifter, how the hell could I forget that? I honestly am so thankful for scripting and for shifting because in so many realities I don’t have to deal with this burden, I can live freely and enjoy life and not have to worry if a meal will send me to the ER

I really feel like people glaze over the fact that we have SO MUCH POWER and so much potential, I think it’s important to show our appreciation to that, I appreciate it so dearly

Whenever I have a pain spike or an anxiety attack, I just repeat I am in control over my reality, I am the master of the 4d, I am safe, over and over and then it goes away. As of recently, it’s been getting better using these robotic affirmations, and I’m so happy I cry thinking about it

4 years worth of constant pain, no matter what I could do, thinking I would live like this forever, and here I am a few weeks/months and I found what works to save myself

I hope whoever reads this finds hope in my experience, especially to those who share my burdens

good night and happy shifting to all 🩷✨🫶

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The Voided Lovers

The voided lovers Must never be seen. They cannot dance in the light of day, And the moon will not grace them with her gleam.

They may only embrace on the darkest of nights, They may only whisper sweet nothings in a crowd. They may only stroll hand in hand through forgotten streets, Where not even the lamplights dare to look down.

They will never feel the warmth on their lover’s skin, Only the cold acidity the wind provides. Yet embrace they do— Through the dark and glacial nights.

They make cathedrals of alleyways, Temples of whispered breath. Where every glance is sacred, And every touch defies death.

They are sunless, Moonless, Rid of light— Yet their love is never tuneless.

Their love is their dance, Their love is their light, Their love is the warmth On the cold winter’s night.

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Old English Version:

The voided lovers, cursed by fate, Must dwell in shadows, lone and late. They dare not dance 'neath sunlit skies, Nor bask where moonlight softly lies.

Their trysts are veiled in sable gloom, Their voices hushed, as though a tomb Had sealed their vows in silence deep— Where not e'en gaslight dares to creep.

The world, austere and cruelly drawn, Would scorn the touch their hands have known. So chill the wind, so sharp the air— Yet still they linger, pale and bare.

They fashion cathedrals from alleyways, Altars of breath, in spectral haze. Each glance a hymn, each touch defied The death that stalks where love must hide.

They are sunless, Moonless, Forsaken by flame— Yet hearts unlit bear passion's name.

Their love is their lantern, Their solace, their plight, Their warmth in the shivering Grasp of the night.

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This is a poem I wrote while bored and thinking of some of my friends from my DR's and OC's

I've been really getting into rewriting my poetry into old English because I think it makes it more romantic and melancholic

Let me know your thoughts on it!

Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!

Happy loop day y'all

SAMESAMESAMESAME

THIS WAS(STILL IS) ME !!!

When I was a kiddo, I would daydream a lot, up until the point it would make me sob because I missed these places, places I've never been to, in fantasy worlds. I thought I was insane because these places don't exist.

BUT THEY DO!!!

Now it makes so much more sense; little me was onto something

I would literally go to sleep repeating that I would wake up in these fantasy worlds that I fully created, and then have fully lucid dreams and physical sensations

It makes so much sense now

story time:

when I was a kid I used to do this weird thing where every time I would cry I would repeat over and over “I want to go home” and it confused me for years until one day I was talking to my friend about it and she said well that’s because your home doesn’t feel like home and I was like ohhh duh but yeah I think about it all the time now that I’m a shifter