love this game. theres a small problem with the christmas cactus and string of hearts
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ive played it three times. ive cried three times. we find hope even in the direst of situations, that is what makes us human. we persevere even when we are lost, wandering through scorched earth, alone and starving, carrying the demons of our past. we are human not because we look it, we are human because we fight like hell every single day to make it to the next. we watch the sun set so that we can see it rise again, we sleep for the promise of tomorrow and we wake up with the hope of today.
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this game took the breath out of me. My stomach was in knots the entire time, I wanted to cry as I read every word.
S3xual trauma is complex, painful, and often treated as shame. We who experience s3xual trauma are told not to speak about it, not to seek help, not to seek peace because what happened was our fault, because no one can do anything about, because no one wants to do anything about it. This game made me think back on all of the relationships I've had, made me wonder if any of those relationships gave me pain that I wasn't even aware of.
It is insane to me how different yet similar our experiences are, but I found comfort in knowing that I am not alone with my confusion and broken experiences with s3x and intimate relationships.
I've been a s3x worker since I turned 18. It's only recently at 23 that I began wondering if the reason I chose to be a sex worker was because of all the fucked up things I've had to go through. I knew deep down it wasn't just for the money, though the money was great, but what you wrote about people wanting to punish or help sex workers really jumped out at me because I encounter SO FUCKING MUCH OF THAT that it has began to eat away at my very soul. I used to think I didn't care what people said or thought about me or what I did, I used to think that I had a lot of pride in what I do for people, I thought it made me feel sexy and beautiful and empowered but lately it's starting to feel more and more like I'm trying to convince myself of that instead of believing it because of all the vitriol and hatred I receive from strangers daily.
I hear you, I feel your pain, I am with you. I love you. Thank you for a great game.
I love it. Just a few tweaks to the settings and you can type out a good chunk of stuff in a very entertaining and fun way.
I wrote an entire diary entry on this lol it felt pretty good to just type and let the words disappear into the void. I wish there was an option to save the entire photo/text file with all the crazy directions, the words can be legible if you set it to the right angles. It was cool to read some of the words the right way and then watching the letters twist around and read backwards as you follow the sentence, it tripped me up a few times when I reread my words lol.
I've tried doing something similar with an actual pen on my journals and it was so difficult to keep the loops even, this is a great alternative if I want a fancy line of text for my journal or scrapbook. I've been screen capturing my sentences and printing them out to glue to my notebooks but it would be so much easier to have the ability to save what we've typed as a text file to go directly into a word editor or as a photo for easier printing and trimming down to the proper size. I'd also love to save these to my phone to post or use a wallpaper with motivational text.
Love your work. Keep it up, you're amazing at what you do.