Nimona (
pinksidekicking) wrote in
shellphones2023-11-24 11:23 pm
Entry tags:
00. Dear Ocean
Type: Text
Sender ID: Anon
To: Everyone
Subject: Dear Ocean
Warnings: People are going to be talking about their problems, so please put appropriate CW/TWs
Hello everyone! I'm going to be starting up a "Dear Ocean" post. This is where you can reach out to your fellow Riftfairers if you're in need of advice or help, and you can do it Anonymously. Other people can respond to your anon posts to try and help you figure out a tricky situation, or offer up advice on all sorts of things.
If this one goes well, I may do another in the future.
I'll even start us off.
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Dear Ocean,
Last month I saw someone that had hurt me, but he didn't stick around. We sort of got to talk a little, but I still feel like we left a lot unresolved. I don't know if I should still be angry and hurt by what he did, or if I should try to accept that he just doesn't understand me, but he was the first person who tried in a very long time.
Signed, Not-A-Monster
Sender ID: Anon
To: Everyone
Subject: Dear Ocean
Warnings: People are going to be talking about their problems, so please put appropriate CW/TWs
Hello everyone! I'm going to be starting up a "Dear Ocean" post. This is where you can reach out to your fellow Riftfairers if you're in need of advice or help, and you can do it Anonymously. Other people can respond to your anon posts to try and help you figure out a tricky situation, or offer up advice on all sorts of things.
If this one goes well, I may do another in the future.
I'll even start us off.
____________
Dear Ocean,
Last month I saw someone that had hurt me, but he didn't stick around. We sort of got to talk a little, but I still feel like we left a lot unresolved. I don't know if I should still be angry and hurt by what he did, or if I should try to accept that he just doesn't understand me, but he was the first person who tried in a very long time.
Signed, Not-A-Monster

text; anonymous
That strange feeling.]
Dear Ocean,
This world offers a freedom that I would never have had in my own, but I'm afraid that I'm still entrapping myself all over again. By my own choice rather than the intent of another, because I don't know what else to do other than carry on. Be something that I'm not, despite that it is what I'm meant to be in some way.
What I was created for, to do, and to be nothing more than that. My place is something I've already overstepped, nearly too late.
Signed, Assistant