Being all shook up for you is not a great feeling. I used to adore you from afar, but someone went and told on me, and now you know. Now I know you now, and you haven’t said a thing. This used to be fun, and now I just feel needy. I don’t need you, I just need to know. We could still be friends if that’s what you’d like. I don’t need you to like me like I like you. The only thing I would hold against you is my body, if you asked me to. Just give me some sign. I hate begging but it’s been days and I just want you to notice me again. Continue reading →
I feel like I’m being gaslit… but that’s the nasty thing, isn’t it? You just can’t tell. Everything feels like it’s 2 inches to the left, and a half-inch forward from where it used to be. It gets my hackles up. A sickening prickle at the base of my spine. Every step feels like a mis-step, and I’m ready to fall face-first into whatever it is that catches me.
Were those drapes blue? Wasn’t that plant on the left?
And then it gets personal. My friends don’t seem to remember what I do. I feel like I’m slipping into someone else’s life, barely distinguishable from my own. I’m in the wrong place. The wrong body. I thought we had dinner together last week… or was it the week before? It starts with simple things- things that are easily mistakable. You make concessions. Maybe you’re just mis-remembering. Everyone does, we’re only human, right? But it starts to add up. How much can one person really forget before they start to question their own mental fortitude? Spanned out over a long enough period of time, you might never. Small things, here and there. Tiny changes. Minuscule; until your whole world is different and you concede that it was ever thus.
And what would I do if I knew for sure? If I retraced the steps? If I found out who or what was doing this to me? What power in the universe, to move me molecule by molecule into someone else’s life? It would drive anyone mad to face that, don’t you think? At this point I’m almost there, as it is.
I’m just not sure about anything anymore. There’s a whole ‘nother life in a dream that I remember; I think it might be real. Might have been real.
I don’t know what to say… or to whom. It’s not safe.
As many of you know, SummerFest starts this weekend. I happen to love summer and there are so many nice items that are going to be offered at this event. I happen to be wearing two items from the event, one of my own and this lovely pink skirt from Tee*Fy. The beach shack I am standing in is also going to be available at SummerFest from Fri.day Home. It comes in three different types/sizes in a pretty good range of summer colours.
Now, I realise I am not an official blogger for the event but let me just take this time to promote the heck out of it because the event is fantastic. Not only does the sim look absolutely great but the stores participating really pulled out all the stops for this event. There are a lot of amazing, unique, fun and creative items that are being offered at this event and it was really refreshing to see the focus on the summer theme of the event instead of just the fashion and decor aspects. Don’t get me wrong, there are tons of fashion and decor must haves but they all really bring spirit of hot summer days on the beach to the grid.
The event opens this coming weekend! Don’t miss it.