I Guess I am Doing This.

I’ve been floating around IMVU for around 12 years now and honestly there’s not much keeping me around anymore besides a few people I consider family. When I first joined it was as a form of escape from the abuse I faced in real life and it helped. I met and lost friends but who doesn’t. When I was around 16-18 I met a beautiful soul CC was his name. He saved me from so many people and just kept me sane and safe. He introduced me to my formally mentioned family. Gin, Lulu and Charlie at the time. They were my everything.

I faded out due to real world things and when I returned it was like my whole world had crumbled, let’s just say I was losing Charlie, there wasn’t anything anyone could do. A few years go by and we’d lost Charlie but that’s when I met Rin. Now anyone that knows Rin knows she’s the sassiest, funniest but sometimes meanest woman but my gods she’s a beautiful woman too supportive of everyone she cares about made me feel loved and appreciated, anyway.

Years pass people hop in and out of what we started referring to as THE CULT, that sound scary but honestly. Best group of people I’ve had the pleasure of knowing. Now. Here’s where things get rough. CC tells us he’s sick, doesn’t say what. Just that he’s going to get better, he does, then later he gets worse again, he tells us it’s the BIG C but it’s okay. He’s a fighter, he fought and fought. He got better and then. He didn’t, we lost him. That was 3 years ago now, I block it out. It hurt. I started dating a woman who’d been in the cult for a while. Fell for her hard. Let her plant worms in my brain, and instead of seeking comfort in my family I turned on them. Suffered alone because of my own actions. I did some self reflection, fixed my shit and now, sad shit aside.

And then there’s gin. What can I say about a man who I have loved probably since the day I met him. Possibly one of the most caring men I’ve met in my lifetime. The man that made me realize that just because someone makes you feel safe doesn’t mean you have to have them romantically. The man who has cheered me on and chewed me out more times than I could count on all of my fingers. My biggest supporter and most harsh critic all in one. You know what though. I wouldn’t have him any other way.

I’m 25 now and I have most of my cult, My family and I wouldn’t change anything we’ve been through. Even if some of it was rough. I we support one another and I couldn’t ask for better people.

Written in collaboration with our IMuser Aux