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[gor3sigil]

I've told my therapist about the weird derealization and regression symptoms I've had since the concert, how I feel angry and sad about not having a normal upbringing. It's so hard how parts of my brain are stuck in the past, stuck in an age when we weren't okay and couldn't do anything about it but want us to be back to this times SO BAD. CPTSD is fucking weird, man. It's hellish to have to parent parts of yourself that are younger than you are, while dealing with very adult issues of what the fuck am I going to do with my life when I'm too disabled to have a regular job and can't afford to go back to college. Every job I'd like to do I can't do it, every job that I could do I'm too disabled to, and I need money so bad. I'm exhausted.

I've been in survival mode for almost all of my life and it takes such a toll on my mental and physical wellbeing I feel weak all the time, I don't have the strenght to write for my zines, or write and compose music anymore. I'm constantly in fight or flight mode and having to focus on grounding myself to not fall appart is getting more and more difficult each day. My chronic pains are also bad again because of all this shit. And we're feeling seasonal depression coming back... Boy I'm not having a good time.

There's not much to do. Take my meds, try to take care of myself, getting fresh air everyday, do my best...

But what if it never ends, uh ?

[ace-of-gay]

Its okay to be small

Doctor strange x little reader

1,158 words

Edited to the best of my ability

Warnings: age regression, little one feeling anxiety, little names like pumpkin, cartoons and stuffies

Pronouns: none

weight mentioned: none

No skin color or hair type mentioned

You are responsible for your own media consumption especially when theres warnings, dont like it? Dont read it, age regression is a therapist reccomend coping mechanism if you have an issue with it than ignore it.

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With abilities similar to his and Wanda’s but not physically the same you found it better to stay in a building that was safe for your well being where you could openly use your abilities at free will without any repercussion.

Originally you and strange were just close friends but after several years of living with one another his hear found something more in you now that he had freed his mind of Christine, of course he was happy for her but it was finally his time to feel happy with someone.

He felt so much more himself when he finally got the courage to ask you out, since than everything has felt perfect… well mostly perfect.

You desperately wanted him to know about your coping mechanism but past relationships had ended specifically because of it, thankfully he was a very respectful and understanding person so when it came to your personal room he never entered knowing there want anything important in there for him to know about, he just assumed it was a quiet space or a hobby room, if he really wanted to know he would just ask.

That is until today.

He had left for a four day mission, its only been two so as it was you still have two days where you can openly regress around the sanctum with no question, as Wong was on a little mission of his own.

While the fox and the hound play on your tv to fill the silence, you sit on the floor with your collections of build a bears and other stuffie’s akin and all the bear clothing you’ve collected sprawled out on the floor, dressing and undressing them making each one look perfect, paring them up with one another making buddies, friends and significant others, you were originally just gonna play dress up with them but that got put to the side when you imagined them at an avengers like party, lucky you have avengers outfits for your bears so its perfect, taking your favorite teddy’s you make them look like captain America, iron man, black widow, and a few of the others, not having all of the costumes but that’s okay.

You pick the meanest looking teddy, you have him walking around in the collection of all the others when he gets big and mean, you imagine him yelling and than in comes all the avengers quickly getting everyone to safety, the bad bear is trying to hold his side but the avengers taking him down easily.

After that the game was basically done so you pick up two of your favorite stuffies who are always paired together making them fly around the room, the room being fairly large you had plenty of space to walk around as if you’re chasing them.

You had no idea strange was home early, he had called out for you several times, walking around the main rooms looking for you, when he finally heard your giggles and trills and the soft murmur of a movie in the background.

You making sound effects, you were so lost in your world and it intrigued him, he had knocked three different times and you apparently hadn’t heard it so he opened the door just enough to check in on you, what he saw didn’t entirely surprise him, he knew you had trauma from several places in your life especially abandonment so it made sense that being here alone would need coping mechanisms. He knows exactly what age regression is, a smile big on his face and his heart swelling with love as you walk around your room following your stuffies as you make them fly, with a flick of his hand their movements were now in his control.

Flying them wildly around the room causing you to chase them around the room trying to get them back.

Surely your stuffies had grown minds of their own and were actually playing with you, that was what you thought until your foot caught the edge of the rug and sent you falling forward, pulling your arms to your chest and your eyes clenching shut, this is why you don’t want to be an avenger, you freeze, when you’re in danger your mind blanks and expects the fall. Why haven’t you fallen you question, opening your eyes you see an orange glow surrounding your.

Looking over to the door in a panic your body rushes cold, this cant happen, he cant see you like this.

He uses his magic to carefully set you down on the center of the rug as he steps further into the room.

He sees the panic in your eyes and the silent tears running down your cheeks, you’re curling in on yourself, he picks up one of the two stuffies from the floor bringing it to you, you scooting back, your mind clouded with everything that has happened in the past when people found out about your regression, his demeanor meant nothing in the face of admitting what you’re doing.

“I’m sorry” you mutter, he bends down to you, sitting on his haunches, going to place one hand under your chin, your eyes clenching shut until you feel the gentlest touch, the slightest tremor lifting your look, “my love, its okay, there is no need to hide or fear from me”

He moves to put the stuffy in your lap, taking both hands to wipe away your tears, moving to sit down on the floor, pulling you into his lap, holding you close, hushing your whimpers, slowly but surely soothing you back to a calm sense.

Looking up at him once again, feeling slightly bigger than before but still small, “how d’you know bout it?”.

“Pumpkin, you’re not the first little I’ve met, its very common for people in constant high stress and trauma to cope by regressing, its especially common with mental illness and chronic pain”.

“S’that why you so nice right now?”

Chuckling to himself shaking his head, “my love, that may be one of many reasons but its not the big one, the big one is because I love you, there is nothing of you that would upset or bother me, if being small is what helps than I support you ten fold”

A smile slowly casting Its way across your cheeks, turning into him, wrapping your arms tightly around him, it was finally okay to be you, you can finally feel completely and utterly yourself.

“Thank you” you whisper. “There is no need to thank me my love. Can you tell me how old you are?”

Shaking your head than letting it rest upon his shoulder “dunno how old, m’ jus small but not tiny right now”.

Nodding while rubbing your back, “that’s okay well figure it all out together”.

The rest of your day was filled with plenty of cuddles, cartoons and nap together.

This felt entirely like a new possibility of happiness.

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Thank you so much @hera4venenosa for letting me write this for you! <3

And thank you @shiny-purple-pizza-eater for helping me make decisions on where they live and what theyre doing <3

[crissiebaby]

DiapOut: Chapter 36

DISCLAIMER: This series contains diaper usage, public humiliation, masturbation, WAM, hypermessing, crossdressing, mental regression, and other ABDL themes. I hope you enjoy!

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“MMMMMMMNNNNFFF!!!*

*RIIIIIIIIP!*

A pale, desolate expression overtook the female employee’s face as she speedily tore open the six-foot-long Betsy Wetsy box; its flimsy, cardboard walls rattled from the inside, complicating the unboxing process. Muttering obscenities under her breath, the minimum-wage worker did her best to ignore the devilish giggles encircling the box as she finally broke the outer seal.

“-ET ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING THING!” shrieked an 18-year-old Zeke at the top of his lungs, panicking in place with his arms zip-tied to the pink inner box layer. Not that being bound to a dolly box kept him from thrashing back and forth. He gritted his teeth as the soupy mess in his fake, pillowy diaper spread to the front, regrettably increasing his humiliatingly noticeable arousal; the sharp point in the center of his padding was a dead giveaway. Adorning the titular Betsy Wetsy’s famously short and lusciously silky babydoll dress, there was no hiding how embarrassed he was from his sister or her large assortment of friends. He could only squint his eyes shut tightly and let their unending laughter crash upon him like a brutal tidal wave.

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“It’s the laughter I haven’t gotten over,” said Zeke, reclining atop a chaise lounge. Two months into his first year of college, and the events of the previous summer had yet to leave his traumatized brain. Ever since his sister’s birthday party at the Pretty Pretty Princess Doll Factory, he’d cut himself off from pretty much every person in his life. Not even his girlfriend made the cut, who after countless attempts at consoling him had no choice but to give up and move on. Thankfully, therapy at college was free, giving him ample opportunity to talk about his problems confidentially. “I feel so much shame.”

Lowering his notepad and pen empathetically, Zeke’s therapist, Dr. Martin Anderson, had seen his fair share of patients with deep-seated shame issues. However, never before had the root cause been something so absurdly mortifying. “The ego is a fragile thing, and I do mean in the Freudian sense. What you’ve experienced shattered your self-image to such an extent that you’re rejecting anything associated with that past image. Not intentionally, mind you. Although, now that you are aware, it’s up to you to be kinder to yourself for aspects of your mind that you can’t control,” he said, starting from a scientific standpoint before digging into the emotional aspect. Tragically, it was only his second session with Zeke so there were still a lot of question marks in the air about how to approach his mental strife.

“It’s easy for you to say I should be kind to myself but you’re not the one who can’t stop getting turned on by this shit,” said Zeke, losing his temper as memories of how arousing it felt to be bound in the life-sized doll’s infantile attire. He gritted his teeth to keep from crying.

Tapping his pen on his notepad, Dr. Anderson knew he needed to pivot if he was going to send Zeke off in 20 minutes with his head held high. “Speaking of that, you mentioned in our last session being curious about buying some adult diapers for yourself. Did you end up purchasing any?” he asked, repositioning Zeke and himself to a more positive place within the conversation while sticking to the same subject.

“I almost did but I chickened out when my roommate walked by. Plus, I still have a few medical ones left that I took from my grandpa’s place,” responded Zeke, bashfully looking away from Dr. Anderson as hues of red descended upon his face. “Maybe I should just toss them out and try to forget about all of this.”

Placing his notepad in his lap and offering Zeke a benevolent smile, Dr. Anderson could sense Zeke didn’t mean the words he was saying, even if he desperately wanted to. “That is always an option, and there’s no shame in doing so…” he said, bending to Zeke’s will. It wasn’t his job to argue with his patients, though that didn’t mean he couldn’t present an alternative, “...but if you ask me, it would be far more beneficial to find a positive outlet for these newfound desires. It doesn’t even have to be in person. The world gets smaller every day, and there are dozens of online groups filled with people who feel the same as you.” He leaned forward and gently patted Zeke’s shoulder. “Ultimately, the decision is yours. Just some food for thought…”

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“...just some food for thought…”

Days had passed since Dr. Anderson’s innocuous suggestion and yet Zeke’s brain still lingered. The idea of seeking out online ABDL groups wasn’t exactly a foreign concept to the remorseful kinkster. He’d pushed himself to make a fetish Xwitter and join a few Discord servers. Sadly, both accounts had done nothing but collect dust over the past couple of months. He knew Dr. Anderson had a point but the concept of interacting with someone else in a kink headspace was unbelievably daunting, regardless of whether it was in person or not.

*YAAAAAAWN!*

Leaning back in his chair to check the cafeteria’s analog clock, it wasn’t even 2 pm yet and he was already ready to crawl back into bed. Considering he didn’t have another class until after 5, perhaps a midday nap wasn’t such a bad call. With half a tray of food left in front of him, he decided he was going to polish off his mac and cheese and dump the rest. His meal plan gave him three free meals per day so it wasn’t like he’d go hungry. 

“OMG! Did you see that girl? I can’t believe they let people into college who aren’t potty trained.”

Practically choking on his last bite of cheesy noodles, the conclusion to Zeke’s meal was suddenly accosted by two snooty-looking girls with obnoxiously loud whispers who happened to claim the table adjacent to his. He slyly leaned back in his chair and angled his ear towards the girls, too curious not to continue listening.

“I know, right? You can see droplets leading all the way to her table. It’s so pathetic.”

Unable to keep himself from gazing out across the cafeteria, Zeke instantly spotted a line of five or so yellow puddles no bigger than a penny apiece leading from the checkout counter to a booth just around the corner. Sure enough, the girl stationed in the booth was frantically patting her lap with napkins while constantly looking up to see if anyone was watching her. Her wandering eyes soon caused Zeke's head to swivel away to avoid detection. It wasn’t like he needed to keep staring anyway. He’d seen everything he needed to. Beyond the obvious issue of her pants being soaked, there was no mistaking the extra bulk surrounding her pelvis. She was diapered…she was diapered and leaking.

Memories of Zeke’s turbulently titillating ride through the Pretty Pretty Princess Doll Factory’s auto-dresser once again rose to the forefront of his mind, filling him with altruistic intentions. He couldn’t bear to see someone else go through an ordeal as humiliating as his, even someone he didn’t know. Propelled to action by a strange yet palpable longing for, as Dr. Anderson put it, “a positive outlet for these newfound desires,” he quickly gathered his belongings before speed walking over to the checkout counter. “Hi, um, can I get another can of ginger ale, please?” he asked, pursing his lips into a small smile.

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Double Trouble!

“Alright, Lelaya! For your Play-It or Pass-It Challenge, you get to select not one but two players to participate!” said CassiRole, gesturing to Lelaya’s prompt on the monitor. The audience roared with excitement as one of the Nanny Iris bots reappeared to deliver a bulky white object to Cassi. Holding the crinkly item up for all to see, the already exuberant audience went bananas as they gazed upon a ludicrously large diaper adorned with four leg holes. It didn’t take a genius to see where this was going.

Meanwhile, watching from a hunched position with her hands resting on her kneecaps, Mia was struggling to stay upright; the weight of her waterlogged diaper finally getting to her. If it hadn’t been for the constant starting and stopping of the show, maybe things would’ve moved fast enough for her to make it back around to her turn. Unfortunately, as things stood, she’d be lucky if she lasted another full minute.

“Hey, Miiiia! When’s my nex turn? I wansa pway agin!” said Misa, waddling over to Mia in a hypnotized state and draping her arms around her exhausted friend’s shoulders. Her timing couldn’t have been worse as the added poundage left Mia quivering in place.

Failing to stay measured under so much weight, Mia harshly shoved Misa away before exploding on her. “Back off! This is hard enough already!” she shouted, unintentionally interrupting the scene between Lelaya and Cassi.

“Quiet on set!” yelled Keelee, glaring in Mia’s direction before turning back to Cassi. “Still rolling!”

Clearing her throat, Cassi resumed her explanation, “As I was saying, this CrissBaby Buddies Diaper will be worn by two players of your choice, forcing the wearers to work in tandem until your next turn. So, any thoughts on who you’d like to see go butt-to-butt?”

“Hmmm…let me think…” said Lelaya, pondering her decision while tilting her head back and forth lackadaisically; the only part of her upper body that was moveable thanks to the straight jacket. A mischievous smirk formed as she glanced back at her temperamental team, “...Mia and Misa! That’s who should wear it!”

“WHAT?!” shouted literally everyone in the studio. It was a collective jaw-drop that, for the briefest of moments, unified both teams, the production staff, and the audience in a state of sheer awe. Backstage, a loud smack could be heard, echoing off of Jackson’s forehead as he slapped it.

Picking her chin up off the floor, Cassi’s face ran the gamut from emotions from pure shock to stupefied amusement. Never in her wildest dreams when she selected Mia and her friends to be amongst the first DiapOut contestants could she ever have imagined how ridiculously entertaining they would be. “Um…okay! Mia and Misa, come on up!” she said before focusing her attention back on Lelaya. “I’m sorry but I have to ask. Why pick members of your own team for such a humiliating task?”

“Because friends shouldn’t fight. Some diapee time together should sort them out, no problem,” Lelaya said without a hint of remorse.

Mia’s stink eye was fierce as she waddled up onto Cassi’s platform; her dismal mood contrasted by Misa, who was simply elated to get to another turn. Putting all thoughts toward future revenge schemes on the back burner, she braced herself for the task at hand. “L-Let’s just get this over with,” she said, leaning into what was swiftly becoming her signature catchphrase.

“Yay! Mo diapees!” clamored Misa, losing herself to the half of her brain being overrun with padded serotonin. Ever since her jousting victory over Zeke, any remnants of the diaper-loathing individual, who only elected to play in the first place out of a sense of guilt, had been completely suppressed.

Observing from across the giant game board as a small crew of PAs rushed to put Mia and Misa in their two-person diaper, Rupert scoffed in premature celebration. “They gotta be throwing it,” he speculated. This was now the second time the Wetters could’ve passed on a difficult challenge but chose not to, and since he was forced to stay on the hopper ball until his next turn, it would’ve pretty much guaranteed a loss regardless of who he was paired with. “I didn’t think we had a chance after Kyoko screwed me over but after this, we may still have a shot! What do you think, Zeke?”

The dark, brooding cloud that hung over Zeke’s head was thick enough that neither Rupert nor Cade could ignore it. He knew they were merely trying to cheer him up but there was no shaking the dread from his upcoming turn. “Yeah…we may still have a chance,” he said sourly, his tone betraying his sentiment. Staring two spaces ahead at the only red square in range, he exhaled sharply. If what he overheard was correct, his destination was already set in stone.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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[cheekycherry20]

I work in the field of aba (applied behavioral analysis) and have been for a little over a year. I started off really passionate about positively influencing the lives of children under the spectrum, because as an adult with adhd, I understood how hard it is as a kid to live in a not-so-opened minded neurotypical society.

I myself was bullied, left out, and made to feel unimportant on numerous occasions. I lacked the correct social skills, trying to mirror my peer’s behavior, yet being completely far off, and struggling to fit in for years. I’ve dealt with anxiety and depression with no outlet and proper coping mechanisms, all made worse with skewed communication skills. All of which I still struggle with today.

I started as a bt(behavior technician) and was quickly pushed into getting my license to become an rbt (registered behavior technician). On the journey to getting my license, I tried to soak up as much information as I could. It was very important to me to be a voice for the children. I had more downs then ups, as I put more pressure on myself then I should.

I wasn’t worried about running targets and gathering data. I wanted to ensure a good quality of life for my children. I’ll always call them my children, because I care for them that much. It’s almost maternal. I cry over my kids, worry about my kids, get angry at my kids. I love them more than anything in the world, I never knew I was capable of love until I got into the field.

Rbts don’t just work alone, we’re directly below bcbas (board certified behavior analyst). They make the plans for the kids, as the rbts run the sessions and gather the data bcbas need. Since the bcbas aren’t in session, it’s incredibly important that the rbt is collecting the right data and being extremely analytical over the session.

In my short time in being an rbt, I’ve been made to feel unimportant (as mentioned before) by numerous senior rbts and most importantly, bcbas. In my personal opinion, not being in a session can make it quite easy for a bcba to make the wrong decisions. In the past I’ve been quite vocal about ideas and goals that my kids can have long term, or just to push them into their next step of life. With children who are learning to functionally communicate, I step up and speak for them if I notice anything. I’m not a bcba, so technically I’m not legally allowed to run something without a bcba knowledge. But once again, my voice doesn’t matter.

As well as taking data, rbts are required to speak to parents. Not just about the child’s day, but for goals, progress, regression, and behaviors. Parent communication is very important, but parents implementing the same strategies as rbts is even more important. Some parents are amazing, but some parents drop their children off as an aba clinic is a daycare. It is far from it.

It’s very difficult watching parents drop their kids off in sick states, or seeing them come in minimal clothing in extreme cold. I’ve seen parents listen to therapist feedback and do the opposite of protocol,ensuring intense behaviors for therapist. As a parent it’s very difficult to live with the behaviors, so I undertstand how hard it may be. But as a therapist, I feel as if I’m not doing enough for my kid because they’re not making progress, because I can’t get them there alone. Parent cooperation is key.

I continue to get shot down and made to feel like I’m incompetent. I don’t know if it’s my age or minimal experience, but whatever the case may be, I no longer want to allow myself to be in spaces where I don’t feel heard. This is a really difficult thought for me to have, as I feel like I’m giving up on so many kids who just need someone to care about them. But I can acknowledge that in this field, caring isn’t always enough.

In the beginning I definitely tried my best. Advocating for my kids wasn’t the hard part, but my mental state is rapidly declining in the process. I truly still want to advocate for my kids, but when I voice my opinions I feel like what I’m saying is wrong.

I believe that stepping out of the field is my best option. To sit and watch fellow rbts and bcbas care too little or not at all for my kids has taken an incredible toll on my mental health. If you’re a parent or friend of someone interested in bringing a child into an aba clinic, please be sure you know exactly who is with them. There’s good therapists and bcbas , but there’s also a lot of people who just so happened to get their license and want a check.

[cr33p-a-z01d]

OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS TOOK FOREVER BUT IM SO DAMN HAPPY TO TALK ABOUT THIS CAUSE I LITERALLY NEVER HAVE GOTTEN TO TELL ANYONE ABOUT IT CAUSE NO ONE IS INTERESTED BUT AHHH NOW I GET TO SHARE THE USELESS KNOWLEDGE IN MY BRAIN!!!

Dream Theater – Metropolis, Pt. 2: Scenes From a Memory A DEEP DIVE

DISCLAIMER THIS IS ALL THEORY BY MY INTERPRETATION OF THE CONCEPT ALBUM --- NONE OF THIS IS NESSACARILLY RELATED TO THE ORIGINAL STORY OF THE CONCEPT ALBUM --- But like that's kinda of the point of a concept album is to well have it have a set storyline --- but parts are up for interpretation.  

SECONDARY DISCLAIMER --- I did skip quite a lot of songs on the album as some --- While yes, have a part to the story --- Don't have enough, and if I included them this would take like 30 years. So it's the songs with the most set-in-stone information. As the others are more up for interpretation. BUT ALL THE SONGS ARE STILL VERY IMPORTANT TO THE STORY!! This is just to help understand

I have been thinking about this for years lol, but recently for the 25-year anniversary they dropped a PROFESSIONAL FUCKING NOVEL ON IT!!! It's coming out this month I'm so excited to read it and see what the album's story really was in contrast to how I interpreted it!!

LASTLY BEFORE CHECKING THIS OUT OR AFTER CHECK OUT THE ALBUM!!

HERE IS A LINK TO ONE THATS JUST THE SONGS MENTIONED IN THE ESSAY

Dream Theater – Metropolis, Pt. 2: Scenes From a Memory

Nicolas is a young man. He keeps having these dreams, where he’s this girl. He feels like he is her; or was her. It’s affecting his everyday life – These dreams feel so real to him that he feels attached to them. So he decides it's in his best interest to go see someone to help him decipher these dreams.

Nicolas goes to see a hypno therapist — and that starts off our album.

Queue – Act I: Scene One: Regression

Nicolas is told to close his eyes and relax.

“Concentrate on your breathing–

–Imagine a brilliant white light above you”

“You will enter a safe place where nothing can harm you. –

– If at any time you need to come back, all you must do is open your eyes.”

He is now in his “dream space” It's like he's watching his past life on a screen – A girl named Victoria.

Queue – Act I: Scene Two: I. Overture 1928

It’s a strange sensation – A pleasant nightmare. Another whole life waiting for him; There’s a house that he’s drawn to, and he recognizes it. It doesn't feel new.

There's a room at the top of the stairs, he’s drawn up there. There's a girl in the mirror and he asks her.  “Young child won’t you tell me why I’m here?!” He saw it in her eyes — He gained control of his past life – he could now find out what happened to him through watching her memories.

From here on out I’m going to refer to Nicolas as Victoria. Cause right now it's her story that is important. It's like he’s watching a movie and Victoria is the main character but Victoria is his past self.

Queue – Act I: Scene Four: Beyond This Life

— Victoria was a young girl, involved with two. —

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HEADLINE: Murder, Young Girl Killed.

“Desperate shooting at Echos Hill,

dreadful ending, killer died; evidently

suicide.”

A witness heard the horrifying sound – He ran to find a woman dead and Lying on the ground.

Standing by her was a man, “Nervous, shaking, gun in hand.”

Witness says he tried to help but he had turned the weapon on himself — His body fell across that poor young girl. After shouting out in vain, the witness ran to call for assistance.

A sad close to a broken love affair…

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Police assumed that Victora had fallen for a man while already being committed to another. She tried to keep it secret but it seemed her ex-boyfriend did indeed know.

Victoria was on a date, in a park near her ex-boyfriend's house, on the night of her death; She wanted to be with the other man. Not him. So he fell into an evil way, but she had to let him down.

“She said, ‘I can't love a wayward man’”

She may have found a reason to forgive her ex-boyfriend for being how he is; If he had only tried to change…

Was their fatal meeting prearranged?

Had a violent struggle taken place?

There was every sign that led there

Witness found a switchblade on the ground

Was the victim unaware?

They continued to investigate

They found a note in the killer's pocket

It could have been a suicide letter

But the police couldn’t be so wrong. — Victoria was involved with two men. — She cheated on her boyfriend; Julain. for another man; Edward. cause Julian wasn’t what she wanted. They broke up and she went to be with Edward.

Things were good! She was happy — For a little… Until she realized he wasn’t what he seemed to be. Abuse maybe? We don’t know. — Sometime after she did so, she ran into Julian.  She had realized he was who she really wanted. So she hopes to reconcile with him and maybe have another chance. She tells him she's single.

Queue – Scene Nine: Finally Free

Victoria: “You know I’m really feeling good this Friday afternoon, I ran into Julian he said we should get together soon! He’s always had my heart he needs to know, I’m going to leave Edward. It’s time for him to go.”

Victoria met with Julian that night in secret; Without Edward knowing. Julian took her to a park late at night. I believe that they were drinking. They had made up; Julian and Victoria were back together. He had forgiven her.

Victoria thought she was safe, she was planning to break it off with Edward so it would do him no harm if he didn’t know…

If he didn’t know…

A yell;

Edward, his heavy footsteps nearing.

Victoria gasps

Edward punches Julian in the throat.

A bottle smashes, and things are breaking.

Edward pulls out a gun causing Julian to scream

Edward shoots Julian twice and he collapses

Victoria closes her eyes and starts screaming

Edward tells her to open her eyes.

Shooting her twice before running away.

Edward killed Victora, but Julian didn’t commit suicide. The police were so wrong… But the evidence pointed that way. — The suicide note? — Let's now go into Edwards's mind. See what he has done.

“Friday evening… The blood is still on my hands…To think that she would leave me now, for that ungrateful man. But I’m the sole survivor and there's no witness to the crime…I must act fast to cover up… I think that there's still time. Julian would seem hopeless and lost with this note, the cops will buy into the words that I wrote.”

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“This feeling inside me, I finally

found my love I've finally broken free.

I’m no longer torn in two; I'd take

my own life before losing you…”

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Edward heads back to the crime scene and slips the note into Julians pocket before calling the cops. When the cops arrived he told this story. It made headlines you heard it before!!

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HEADLINE: Murder, Young Girl Killed.

“Desperate shooting at Echos Hill,

dreadful ending, killer died; evidently

suicide.”

A witness heard the horrifying sound – He ran to find a woman dead and Lying on the ground.

Standing by her was a man, “Nervous, shaking, gun in hand.”

Witness says he tried to help but he had turned the weapon on himself — His body fell across that poor young girl. After shouting out in vain, the witness ran to call for assistance.

A sad close to a broken love affair…

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Back to our main man Nicolas who is the reason we even get to know this amazing story.  He now knows the full story — How he had died. He had learnt about by living through Victora. Now he can live the rest of his life putting him to peace and Victoria’s spirit to rest.

He believes they’ll meet again someday soon…

“Open your eyes Nicolas.” — Nicolas regains his conscience after learning what he needs to. He exits the Hypno Therapist's office and goes to his car. The thing about this kind of treatment he took, you tell what you’re seeing out loud. That Hypno Therapist heard everything… He knows everything… Not like that would matter, it’s the man's job!

Nicolas Drives home, not realizing he was being followed. As Nicolas exits his car and goes to open his apartment door a man appears behind him. The Hypno therapist; Edward in the past life. — Again it is up for interpretation but I believe that this means that its a cycle. Victoria was always supposed to die, No one was supposed to know it was Edward. But unlucky for Edward. Victoria's new body was near him. But no one could ever know not even in this life. – Edward was always meant to kill Victora no matter what universe.

WOAH THATS A LOT

tgats so cool HEHDBEHHEHD

im being forces to go to church so I will read that after

[thecosmicriver]

How to Heal Your Past Karma or Pitra Dosh

Past life regression therapist is a gentle form of hypnotherapy that transports a person back in time to previous lives or incarnations by accessing memories and experiences that are normally hidden in their subconscious mind. Today's life is so hectic and 'noisy,' that these memories are usually hidden beneath the din of everyday thoughts. A PLR session takes you away from the noise and into a deeply quiet and peaceful state, making it far easier to locate the memories stored in your subconscious mind.

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What Is Karma?

Let us discuss why is karmic healing in india needed, often it is seen that the concept of karma is thought to be, getting back what we have given and karmic healing, spiritual healing, transpersonal therapy in delhi and past life regression therapy help us to heal or escape from these punishments, though it is so but not the way it is perceived.

There is no one out there who pronounces or hands out the punishment to us, our souls are so divine and aligned with the creator that they themselves take the guilt and lessons to learn that they think they have done something.

There is no one out there who pronounces or hands out the punishment to us, our souls are so divine and aligned with the creator that they themselves take the guilt and lessons to learn that they think they have done something.

Correcting the believes at the soul level and imbibing them in conscious mind brings the changes in our energies, and when our energies changes our experiences changes and the misery that we usually attract goes and we experience the change in the life.

These sufferings can be cured by karmic healing at Life Healer. Also, in our therapies including transpersonal therapy and past life regression therapy in india, we make sure that these sufferings are not only cured physically but at the soul level so that we can make our lives peaceful. Moreover, here at life healer clinic, we have the best hypnotherapist in Delhi who is well known for providing the best past life regression therapy in Delhi as well as best Spiritual Healing in delhi.

Let's Elaborate With an Example:

Let me elaborate it more with the help of examples that I have come across in my karmic healing and spiritual healing sessions(with the consent of the clients), if a person is blind then it is not a punishment given to him by someone it is his or her own soul which has chosen to remain closed eyes in this life time because in the past life the person has judged everyone through their physical appearance and treated them accordingly without even trying to see the kind of person they truly were but while practicing the free will it also took the guilt of judging the people only based on their physical appearances.

Therefore creating karma so in this life time the soul has decided to not to be able to look people at all and only experience them through not seeing them.

This information is gained by the past life regression sessions. And in this case, the person has been able to cure his disease by karmic healing and spiritual healing under the best hypnotherapist in Delhi at life healer.

Let's Understand a Case:

Let us discuss one more example of karmic healing, a more subtle one may be, a person has the experience of not being heard in this life time as in he feels that no matter how important is the point that he needs to make or how well he tries to present it, he is either not heard or not given enough weightage, in this case the soul had a journey in past lives where he was an important and influential person whose opinion and decisions were followed and mattered to the people around him.

And in this course of time one wrong decision took the lives of many people of his clan therefore soul creating a karma or belief that he should not be heard, as his opinion and judgments can be dangerous for others and so in this life he will keep experiencing the karma of not being heard.

And in this case too, karmic healing and past life regression therapy have proved to be life changing therapies for the person...

What Do We Understand From Karma?

During all these sessions of best karmic healer in delhi and spiritual healing in India, we learn that karma is the set of beliefs that we create like guilt and shame or fear, etc. for a thing which comes across us in the form of experiences while exercising our free will or in simple words living our life.

This is not all, we experience different things, infect all the experiences in all spheres of our life are due to certain set of beliefs that we carry from many past lives, like relationships, money, physical ailments or any other problems, which have karmic healing, spiritual healing or transpersonal therapy in india as a common solution.

Karmic healing in delhi and spiritual healing involve correcting the beliefs at the soul level and imbibing them in conscious mind which brings the changes in our energies.

And when our energies change, our experiences changes and the misery that we usually attract goes and we experience the change in the life.

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[kajalmurgai]

Discover the Best Past Life Regression Therapist in Delhi: Meet Kajal Mugrai

In the bustling heart of India’s capital, where history intertwines with modernity, many seek solace and understanding through various therapeutic practices. Among these, past life regression therapy has gained significant popularity, offering individuals a unique lens to explore their subconscious and uncover the mysteries of their past lives. If you’re on the hunt for the best past life regression therapist in Delhi, look no further than Kajal Mugrai.

Who is Kajal Mugrai? Kajal Mugrai is a renowned name in the realm of past life regression therapy in Delhi. With a profound understanding of the human psyche and a compassionate approach, Kajal has helped countless individuals navigate the intricate web of their past lives to bring about healing and self-awareness in their present.

The Journey of Healing with Kajal Mugrai best Past life regression therapist in delhi is more than just a journey into the past; it's a transformative experience that can lead to profound insights and personal growth. Kajal Mugrai’s sessions are known for their depth, safety, and effectiveness. Here’s why she stands out:

Expertise and Credentials Kajal Mugrai holds extensive training and certifications in hypnotherapy and past life regression. Her educational background and continuous professional development ensure that she is equipped with the latest techniques and methodologies in the field.

Personalized Approach Understanding that each individual’s journey is unique, Kajal tailors her sessions to meet the specific needs and concerns of her clients. Whether you are seeking to resolve unexplained fears, heal from emotional trauma, or simply satisfy your curiosity about past lives, Kajal provides a personalized and empathetic approach to guide you through the process.

Safe and Supportive Environment Kajal emphasizes creating a safe and supportive environment for her clients. Her sessions are conducted with utmost care, ensuring that clients feel comfortable and secure as they delve into their subconscious. This nurturing atmosphere is crucial for a successful and transformative regression experience.

Holistic Healing Kajal Mugrai’s practice integrates various holistic healing methods, combining past life regression with other therapeutic techniques to promote overall well-being. This comprehensive approach not only addresses past life issues but also enhances mental, emotional, and spiritual health in the present.

Client Testimonials The success stories of Kajal Mugrai’s clients speak volumes about her expertise and the impact of her therapy. Many have reported life-changing insights, healing from long-standing issues, and a newfound sense of peace and purpose after their sessions with Kajal.

How to Get Started Embarking on a journey with Kajal Mugrai is straightforward. She offers both in-person sessions at her serene practice in Delhi and online consultations for those who prefer or require remote sessions. To book an appointment or learn more about her services, you can visit her official website or contact her office directly.

Conclusion In a city as vibrant and diverse as Delhi, finding a therapist who truly understands and guides you through the complexities of past life regression can be a game-changer. Kajal Mugrai stands out as the best past life regression therapist in Delhi, thanks to her expertise, personalized approach, and commitment to her clients' holistic well-being. If you’re ready to explore the depths of your past and uncover the wisdom it holds, Kajal Mugrai is the guide you’ve been looking for.

Embark on your journey of self-discovery and healing today with Kajal Mugrai, and experience the transformative power of past life regression therapy.

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[caesarandthecity]

Inner Path

Every decision I make feels like it’s shaping my path, one step at a time. It’s a realization that has dawned on me slowly, through a combination of personal experiences, therapy, and the occasional breakdown. The beauty of it is that these choices are never final. They are ever-evolving, molding me into the person I am becoming.

In these past few weeks, I’ve encountered many moments where the weight of my decisions felt overwhelming. Being with my family again, dealing with old patterns and emotional baggage, has brought up emotions I thought I’d already processed. But perhaps the most important lesson I’ve learned is that life is a constant game of growth, and I’m just learning how to play it.

I used to think there was a right decision—a perfect choice that would lead to the best outcome. But now I see that each path I choose brings a different lesson. Some are harsher, filled with stress and pain, while others are more peaceful, almost effortless. Yet, they all have value. They all help me grow. And sometimes, growth is messy.

What’s been crucial in this process is learning to let go of the need for control. I spent a lot of time in my life trying to control outcomes, worrying about the future, and planning each step meticulously. Therapy has taught me that while planning is useful, it’s also important to accept that I can only control my choices, not their outcomes.

This realization has been both freeing and terrifying. There’s a beauty in knowing that I don’t have to have all the answers, that I can trust the process. But there’s also fear—fear of making the wrong decision, of losing myself in the chaos of life. Sílvia, my therapist, once told me, “Cesar, we never go back. You won’t lose yourself again.” Those words stayed with me because, on some days, my biggest fear is that I will regress, that I’ll lose the clarity I’ve worked so hard to achieve.

But what if I stop viewing growth as a straight line? What if it’s more like a spiral, where I revisit the same lessons but each time with more understanding? That’s what self-discovery feels like to me. It’s a spiral of growth, learning the same lessons in deeper and more profound ways each time I encounter them.

I know that this journey within will never truly end, and maybe that’s the point. It’s not about reaching a final destination but about continuing to evolve. And as long as I stay true to myself, I’ll keep growing, one choice at a time.

[leoascendente]

What do u think about past life regression, how can one know their past life?

Hi love! Thanks for your question<3

Btw, I'm a firm believer of past lives and regressions, I've made a few in the firsts stages of my spiritual journey and what I found out was very enlightening for what I was going on in that moment, the regressions also gave me a lot of insight about some fears or blockages I was having at that time.

In my humble opinion, regression in an awesome tool for healing and spiritual evolution, it's not my favourite but I really like it. I can just talk based on my experiences but for me, regressions really work but they have their own rules and we must approach them with wisdom and if it's possible, guidance from someone who knows what they are doing.

I made 4 regressions guided by a hypnotism therapist that recorded everything I said in the sessions, I was never alone through my regressions. I saw my own death is 2 past incarnations and how they were affecting my current life, one of my previous death was really shocking. For what I saw, I died as a victim of a psychopath, that man had several victims and I ressulted to be one of them, the vision of my death was terryfing but with my therapist' guidance I went through it without being too affected emotionally.

My recommendations are:

Always make it guided by a proffesional, you can see some impactful things that might disturb your peace so it's important having someone there who can manage the situation if it turns dark. Imo youtube guided regressions are not the best way to start accesing past lives

Akashic reccords can be another great tool to access past lives, and in my experience it feels more peaceful

Only make them if you feel ready to access to the most deep part of your subconscious mind

Make them without expectations, you probably weren't Cleopatra or JFK

As a withchy tip I'd suggest you to cleanse energetically the space before you start your regression session