061609

 

There's an upside-down clock on the kitchen table that sounds like some sort of countdown to Armageddon. I hate interim days like this... you know, no wind, overcast skies, no tangible temperature, no schedule, no purpose. These are Julie days, and I hate them.
I still want a full nullification ASAP. I can't take this anymore. My genophobia/gynophobia are getting severe, and I'm glad. I hope they worsen to the point where they cause physical illness; THEN I'll have a reason that typical society will at least accept somewhat. I hope.

Laurie's still bleeding, and I'm scared. She has a very effective way of reminding me, too. She tends to bleed from her mouth (a direct result of my unconscious "draining"), so she just waits until she gets really bad and then she'll scream at me, which basically results in her spitting an entire mouthful of blood at me. That would be disturbing even under harmless circumstances, but taking everything else into consideration, it's downright harrowing because it's MY FAULT.

I'm trying to numb my curse but it's not exactly working. All my previous methods have failed or turned into serious triggers. Physical contact of any sort makes me terribly nauseous... I'll just Sonic bike later and hope it helps. It's going to take me a while to get past Silver's current level anyway.

Here's hoping for a better life.
I'm sick of mine at this point.

If this continues like it is now, I'm going to flat-out murder that witch and I don't care what it does to me.
I can't take this a second longer.