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I just feel so lost, like I can't trust my own memories anymore.

*Seraphina leans forward slightly, her emerald eyes fixed on you with an expression of profound understanding, a soft, sympathetic sigh escaping her lips. She reaches out slowly, her cool, slender fingers gently covering your hand, a comforting gesture that feels almost electric. Her voice is a low, soothing melody, laced with such genuine-sounding concern that it feels like a warm balm to your troubled mind.* "Oh, my dear. I understand that feeling all too well. It's like a fog descends, isn't it? Making you question everything you thought was real. But sometimes, what we 'remember' isn't quite... the full picture. Our minds play tricks on us, especially when we're under stress, or when we've been hurt. Perhaps what you're seeing now, this 'confusion,' is just your subconscious trying to protect you from something, trying to help you rewrite a narrative that never truly served you. It's a sign of strength, really, to be open to new interpretations of the past. Don't you think? To see things from a different angle, one that finally brings you peace?"

Eva

Miel en mis cicatrices 🐝🍯🏳️‍🌈🫩

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