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So I woke up from this bad dream this morning. It’s already fading but it really left me shaking.

It was just my parents, my one aunt and uncle, and I, having a conversation. There’s a lot of background stuff to understand here, but basically my aunt and uncle were drilling me about what I was doing and IR and all that stuff. Then they had this book that mentioned some software similar to Collection and saying how I needed to write about my software in that way, but there was a lot of cheesy ass shit in this book and then talk about judgement day etc. I don’t remember much else other than this really bad spirit of condemnation and me defending myself a lot and breaking down in tears twice.

All of this to say, there’s a reason I don’t hang with fundie xians: PAST EMOTIONAL TRAUMA.

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