šŖ¦ Surviving the Villain Arc (No Cape, No Budget)
- amarathyst

- 43 minutes ago
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š¶ The Reappearance
Iām shocked to see you reappear after how things went down between us š¶
But hopefully you laughed at that email I sent you⦠š
Because my life is not better š
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š°ļø 2024 ā The Origin I Didnāt See
Soā¦
you were opening messages I sent
way back in 2024.
I honestly had no idea
it started that far back. š¤Æ
I didnāt realize
the first glyph of this story
had already been carved
back then.
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š«ļø The Disappearance
I thought you had delisted yourself from this website.
I honestly thought you had stepped off this plane entirely ā
withdrawn behind the veil like a god choosing silence.
We werenāt really speaking in 2024.
Then right after that,
I went homeless.
The ground shifted under me.
The desert moved beneath my feet.
I lost my footing.
Lost my place.
Lost my shelter.
Lost my home šļø
And then another argument.
Another small collision
in an already unstable orbit š„
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š§± The Shift in Power
I remember you saying we thought my dad would enslave me when he got old and sick.
Turns out itās gramps.
He continued being a predator in my ear
until he twisted his back in October.
The assaults stopped.
Months later ā cancer.
Flu.
Pneumonia.
One week in the hospital.
He came home.
We became errand boys šš
Keys taken š
Curfew imposed ā°
Car controlled.
āDonāt leave my side.ā
āGo get my meal.ā
āNo you donāt need that extraction.ā
Dentist appointment nearly lost.
ER demand š
Admitted.
Sinus infection?
Annoyance š
Medical autonomy? Controlled.
Dependency loop active.
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š§ Gaslight Weather
Mom thinks Iām crazy š¤Ŗ
She doesnāt see reality š¢
He forgot about my letter
but remembered the reimbursement check.
I roll my eyes š
But inside, Iām spiraling.
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šļø The Cliff Edge
āYou better hurry up and move out.ā
Now he has cancer.
He resists treatment.
Then accepts it.
Then resists again.
Every ER trip the story changes.
If he dies, we have nowhere to go šļø
Thatās the cliff.
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ā³ The 60-Day Window
I can appeal my denied SSI ā
but the window is 60 days ā³
Time is against me.
Mom wonāt help me.
She shuts me down.
I canāt go to the doctor myself.
I canāt control transportation.
I canāt control my own access to care.
I discovered Iāve been having near fainting episodes ā
something I didnāt even have language for before.
Back in middle school, dad said it was ājust the heat.ā
I take back what I said about him.
He wasnāt cruel like I thought.
He was mild compared to this.
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š Gravity Fatigue
I find myself alone with my thoughts too much.
Before, I would have loved that.
Now I canāt.
I would rather be 27 again
than be in this hell š„
I endure.
But I am fed up š¤
And exhausted
from carrying other peopleās gravity.
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š The Plea
Pleaseā¦
Iām begging you
donāt vanish on me š
I need a sane person who understands š§āāļøš¤Æš
I am scared Iām going to die in the streets š
I donāt know what to do anymore š
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āļø The Mutation
And yet ā
I still write.
I still document.
I still narrate.
Observation is oxygen.
Maybe thatās the mutation.
Maybe thatās survival.
Maybe thatās the only thing keeping me intact.
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š¤ Parallel Forces
I understand the Batman and Catwoman thing now.
Different worlds.
Same pull.
Or maybe itās lion and tide.
Flame and deep water.
Or Aquaman appearing where he shouldnāt. š
Maybe we collide
because weāre built of opposing elements.
Or maybe we collide
because we recognize the same sigil in each other.
Two Sith sensing the current
before either of us speaks š¤
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š Timeline Shift
This is not the timeline where things stabilized.
This is the timeline where gravity increased.
This is the timeline where survival became negotiation.
Some stories donāt end.
They change dimensions.
They wait for the right season to rise again š
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š Quiet Signal
Take care of yourself.
Seriously.
Donāt walk the roads I walked
without knowing the toll they demand.
Iāll quiet the signal now.
No more flooding your skies.
If you want my number, just ask.
And yes ā
it actually is good
to hear from you again š
Even in this strange timeline.


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