from beepsalt

Hey, I'm not sure who I'm writing these notes for any more. I started doing it because I needed somewhere to speak my mind, because you stopped calling me as much as you used to. There's a lot of things I never told you, because I didn't understand them at the time. I feel like I'm bothering you, but I want to make sure you're okay.

I don't know if this is even any good. I don't know if I like telling stories any more. I've been so alone and numb the past few weeks and making this hasn't made it easier. I struggle against the things I'm not good at but deep down I want to do them. I remember thinking about how I should have been a better dancer, but how is it possible when I don't even feel anything in my body. I keep wanting to be scary but I just am sad. I keep doing trivia and it's helpful sometimes to make me feel alive, but I can't pick up the phone any more. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it. Please forgive me.

Entry for https://itch.io/jam/dreadxpbonejam .

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