I might quit my job and find a way to get help. My health is declining and never get clear answers from doctors..feeling hopeless

Not to be emotional, but im not used to having friends or people wanting to be my friend, like having a genuine friend group, and im still in shock or disbelief. I was BULLIED AND EXCLUDED/FORGOTTEN ALOT.. im still trying to heal. Scared of my fears sometimes, but i love my friends sm :'(

Okay but why these come out looking like fanfic covers

I miss renfair so much And during our 2 year anniversary week !! 🥹🩵

Thinking how Luci's role with death and grief is. How Luci plays a big role in that with my very own, my fascination, my deep connection to it for some reason. I weep for the fallen. i wish to seek comfort for the forgotten. What outcome comes after, Luci is the one who reaches them for me.

He owns his own mansion/castle, of course. It's haunted, well alive. Owns a horse carriage. Luci's home has collections of things and beings not meant for this relam. That man had dark gothic decor. The painting comes to life, some trapped there by who's doing? His.

He carries an endless book writing love letters, poems, sketches to every ghost story, every lost soul he comes across, every gothic romance. It's almost a collection of death, at first, something that inspires his 'work', but i feel he grows more empathetic as time goes on. Yet cruel and reserved.

I haven't stopped thinking about Luci, i keep changing his lore, but the way i portray him is that man is death himself. A reaper amongst others, I wanted him to be almost villainous and seem cold. Yet he is just a man who is just doing his job. Haunting down supernatural beings and souls.