So when do people who play DND realize they’re actually playing extensions of themselves?
I guess it depends on if they’re emotionally able to or not. I didn’t realize for a bit, until, I definitely realized.
So when do people who play DND realize they’re actually playing extensions of themselves?
I guess it depends on if they’re emotionally able to or not. I didn’t realize for a bit, until, I definitely realized.
Before I was able to afford therapy (I barely am now), and before I even knew a quarter of what I know about mental health now, I desperately craved a place to explore my feelings. Whatever that would end up looking like.
Being a young, impressionable, lost, Latin-mass Catholic going theatre nerd, I had two options.
Here was the first.
Sorry I Can’t Join the School Musical Mr. Truong, I’m Failing Physics. My senior year, I attempted to juggle Latin-mass choir, on top of a Physics class… Read more “Resourceful Therapy, Attempt 2”