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I'm about to lose my shit because for the past 3 hours I have been grinding path of pain, inching my way through it slowly bit by bit.
And I get to this one section, after you unlock a gate, and my laptop starts lagging. Now mind you it was lagging in the previous section but it was manageable. But this time, nah the lag was making this new section nigh impossible.
I had to be so precise with my jumps and dashes, but the lag made me run into buzzaws and thorns and making me fall. I tried to push through, but the lag would not relent.
So now I'm back at the beginning of path of pain again. And I genuinely cannot anymore. No one talk to me about hollow knight, no one show me anything hollow knight for like the next week because like I just can't.
ANYWAY, had fun can't wait for more suffering next week when I can stomach looking at the game again 👍✨️
Once the tears finally stop and my lung revert to routine my eyes start to burn. The line where my lashes break through my skin stings a little more each time I blink. It seems fitting to my emotion addled brain, that physical pain should replace the psychological suit I was only moments before encased in. Because pain is grounding, a comforting constant. It roots you to your body and pulls your heart back from it's careful tearing at your mind. It is evidence of the event; a moments reprieve from the unrelenting screams that I am an Imposter. I have suffered then atleast, even if I'm yet to believe I can say I've suffered before. My eyes burn and I welcome my pain, my most devoted nurturer, for it has cradled me closer than any parent has. My eyes burn and I am left to wonder if my tears may be poison.
- In The Moments After by Me because I'm having A Time.