The Safe Room

[Frail Existence]

people round? or someone? pwease.

[damagedsurvivor]

I'm here sis you ok?

[needle girl]

*gives libz hug*
*rainbow kisses libzs head*

*finishes trunk*
now just needs a tail :)

you got play-doh for real katie?
or safe things to hold in general

hey kathy :)

[Frail Existence]

been looking for someone who can jus be with for while.
*crawls over to you*
am alrightish... not really.
you? doing any better?

[damagedsurvivor]

same just had 'nother session with therapist.

hey anna

[Frail Existence]

*hols on you*
*cries*

[damagedsurvivor]

*holds you gently and tries to get you to stop crying*

[Heaven Knows]

hi Libz and Kathy.
*waves*
*hugs you both*

nah not got play-doh for reals - too old to have play-doh >.<
gots my blog to keep hands busy to stop hurts.

[damagedsurvivor]

hi katie

you are never too old for play-doh

[Heaven Knows]

how you doing Kathy?
how did it go with your therapst?

feels it. feels silly getting play-doh at my age.
but got my blog as handses keep busy.

[Frail Existence]

*stops crying*
*snuggles with* tankoo.

hi katie
never too old.
can go out n buy some

[damagedsurvivor]

rough session she made me talk about way too much and now I'm taking pills which I hate

not too good katie

[Heaven Knows]

sorry it was hard for you Kathy, it does get harder before it gets better I think. It's good you were talking about things though.

I know you don't like taking pills, I'm not a fan and I struggle with it, but hopefully they're gonna help you feel better.

*hugs* you know I'm always here if you wanna talk.

*hugs Libz too*
I might have to now I have more time off work - need to keep busy.

[damagedsurvivor]

I'm not safe with pills and I tried to hide it from her but I panicked when she handed me the bottles. So now I only get what I need for the day.

all I want to do is crawl into a corner or someplace safe and just cry

talking is supposed to be good but not when they bring up more than you want to share

[needle girl]

im adult and jus got play-doh few weeks ago. not had play-doh since was kid.

good you have blog katie

yeah, i dont understand how talking supposed to help either.

someone snuggle please?

[Heaven Knows]

*snuggles anna*
you 'kay?

I think the idea that talking helps is that something like this can seem like a giant demon in your head, one that you'll never get past, but each time you talk about it, the demon eventually shrinks into something you feel you can face. plus a problem shared is supposed to be problem halved.
*shrug* something like that any way.
She just wants to keep you safe, that why she only giving you tablets for each day. Just while you struggling so much. My GP has suggested the same for me.

I may buy play-doh...or make some. That always fun.

[needle girl]

not really but i be fine.
*snuggles close*

oh yeah, is fun to make too.
silly putty fun too. though cant really make stuff well with it

[damagedsurvivor]

yeah okay that really does make sense because it does feel like a demon.

yeah I guess she does and maybe you should do it too

[Heaven Knows]

yeah silly putty good too.
if wanna talk am here anna.

you too kathy, and libz if still on.
i know it feels that way right now, and i know it's hard to believe, but it will stop feeling so overwhelming. with time.

yeah thinkin' bout it cause not safe. no temptation then.

*whispers excuse me*
*runs into secret room*
*screams and throws self around*
*lays on floor, exhausted and cries*

[damagedsurvivor]

god I hope so. I feel like he's control every movement and emotion. I really hate it.

yeah I wasn't safe either especially after all I had to talk about. I'd like to know what my past (childhood) has to do with this case but she brought it up