I'm not sure what to do. But when I do it, I'll say so. Maybe this little anonymous collection of events can help another person in my situation (whatever this "situation" is).
So I think I can finally confirm that I am royally fucked.
I woke up just now (7 pm) without a dream or even a nightmare. I usually remember what I dream about, which was weird. I didn’t think much about that at first, though. what I was really concerned about was why I was wearing jeans? And shoes? I almost never get dressed when I go anywhere—except work, but jeans aren’t allowed there. I don’t remember getting dressed before going to sleep. In fact, I don’t remember falling asleep at all. Fuck me.
My body is aching all over. No new scars or burns or bruises. My back still looks bad; the yellowness of the bruises kind of darkened into this ugly purple. But it’s not new. I ache though. I feel like I just finished running a marathon. My thighs feel like rubber bands.
On top of that, my phone is fucked up. I don’t know what happened to it, but everything is erased from it. All of my phone contacts, pictures, apps, texts. They’re fucking gone. I’m trying to redownload my lost apps, but it looks like for now I’ve been cut off from the rest of the world. Till I go on Facebook and beg for phone numbers. I think I can sync phone numbers from Facebook to my phone. So I guess I should be okay. What bothers me most is my missing pictures. I mean…the camera on my phone doesn’t serve much more of a purpose to me other than keeping track of any evidence. If I’m being followed like I think I am, I need to take notes.
This is bad.
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I woke up this morning with this stinging feeling on my back. I didn’t think much of it until I hopped in the shower—in the mirror, I could see nasty yellowing bruises covering my shoulders and waist. I don’t know how it happened. They weren’t there the night before. I’ll post pictures later, but wtf? I fell asleep early (8ish, if it matters) and I don’t have a history of sleepwalking. But when I left for work…I noticed my front door was unlocked.
Fuck. I hope this is just coincidental. After shutting myself away from the internet for a few weeks, I was finally able to forget about everything I knew. For the most part.
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It really does.