Introducing the anti-demon voice: my happy thoughts, represented vaguely as Trevor because it is Trevor who I imagine telling me all is well.
Long story short, I visited my boyfriend at his workplace, a popular pizza joint. He never lets me leave without a hug. It was very busy, I figured he didn't have time, so I just left. As I am driving out of the parking lot, I see a man run out of the pizza place, look around, drop his arms in disappointment and then sit on a nearby bench.
I couldn't stop my car to get out because I had cars behind me and I was on the exit lane for the parking lot already, so when I saw that, thinking it was Trevor, I started crying because I felt so bad for leaving him when he thought I would be there waiting for him (which I usually do)
When I got home, it worried me he was taking so long to log on (it was a saturday night, so I shouldve known he'd be home late) and I thought he was mad/sad that i left him and decided to not log on, which that thought made me even sadder. When he finally did log on, he said that it wasn't him who ran outside, and that he was indeed too busy to come out to give me a hug. So that made me feel better.
Basically, a diary of all my thoughts and feelings that go through my head, and the thought process I have. Most of my thinking comes from the demon that tries to make my life miserable.
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