body armor

whitewood stands next to funnelcake. he says, ''i figured out what you are. you're what i pasted to the outside of myself to protect my soft, squishy emotions from the reality of being me. but, it failed. that's why-'' the panel zooms out to show that whitewood is holding funnelcake in his hands, who is now a plush toy. ''-you died.''


december 27, 2025

after having this realization, i had a moment of humiliation. "oh. it's just something as simple as compartmentalizing abuse and creating protective emotional armor because your existence is offensive to the people around you."

"EVERYBODY has one of these. you really made a big deal out of this? this was confusing for you? jesus. you're fucking stupid."

i don't know that this is a normal reaction to have? i don't know man. lmao.

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