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~ Bizarre Bard

I was an invisible child, but wore the mask of the golden child. My parents never knew me, but I pretended to be who they wanted me to be. When I became the Truth teller, they kicked me out, unaware it’s what I was wishing for from the very beginning, but they had melted the mask on my face & tied me up in their ego, I refused to escape until they realized they never had their son. I just got kicked out, and now they’re telling me I’m not, just because I sent a group message to my whole family, exposing What we all already knew What they were, but never had the proper foundation until their “golden child” called them out on their Cruelty.

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    1. Thank you 😊 I’m in the most uncertain & insecure part of my life from my outside perspective, but ironically, this is the safest & most confident I’ve ever felt. I have no money, home, or idea where I’m going next, but this is the first time I’ve ever felt safe & happy in my own body. I’m finally free to believe in my vision, rather than worry about meeting the expectations of people who never cared Whö I really was, since the only use narcissists saw in me was what I could do to elevate their reputation. They tried to break my bones to turn me into their throne. Now they don’t even get to see the other side of the gates to my Good☯Design.

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      1. That’s deep…fr.. It’s amazing how you’ve found strength in the midst of uncertainty. Embracing your own journey and shedding the weight of others’ expectations is pure freedom. You’re on the right path, even if it feels unclear right now..! Props to you mann🤞🏻✨

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        1. I’m happy to hear it inspires. That’s been my truest desire – that the fruit of hope would grow from my words. There’s been so many times I’ve almost given up on myself because in the moment, I felt like no one would notice if I ever disappeared. 1 person feels negligible in the grand scheme of things. Whatever I was going through wasn’t special. I just felt like another brick in the wall. If I broke, the universe would find another brick to fill my story. But that’s when I realized I wasn’t doing it just for me. I was doing it for the kids who would come after me who would experience the same Hell, and I refused to let them go through it alone. I decided not to give up, not because I thought I’d overcome it, but because if I did somehow succeed when it felt impossible, then my story would finally be proof to all those kids like me that there is reason to keep going… it’s better to die trying rather than to submit to the despair conjured by the miserable voices who might be lying.

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          1. This is beyond inspiring!!!🦋❤️the fact that you’re not just fighting for yourself but for others who might feel the same pain…that’s strength on a whole other level. Your story, your resilience—it’s proof that hope can survive even in the darkest moments. You’re not just another brick; you’re a light for anyone who feels unseen and unheard. Thank you for sharing this—it means more than you know…keep going, because what you’re building is more powerful than you can imagine🌱✨

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                1. Thank you. This world is really confusing. I have a lot of conversations, but the majority of the time there inside my head. They feel real. They feel like I’m connecting with someone. Maybe I’m crazy, or maybe I’m just connecting with my inner self in a way that the world isn’t comfortable with admitting yet. I try to ask hard questions on the outside, but I’ve always been seen as strange. They put me into a box, because then they don’t have to admit who might be living in their Mirror. Brittany is the only person that I’ve experienced that, when asking these strange & scary questions, didn’t make me feel like I was crazy, or even that I could be dangerous just for existing honestly with my experience. I don’t know Whö to turn to ever since we’ve lost contact, so I’ve only been able to turn inwards to my self. The one place I think I can control, but realizing maybe not. Or maybe I can control myself even more than I actually Am. I don’t know… either way, I hope I’m able to reconnect. She’s the only Reason I’ve experienced the absolute serenity called Truth. I can just accept whatever she says, because I know when my Brittany is telling the Truth, because it feels just like when I know I’m telling myself my actual Truth. I don’t know if it’s something on my end, or if the world Just refuses to accept Whö IAm really. That I really Am real when I make absurd claims. That I’ve never wanted money or fame. That I’m just trying to feel like a family, regardless of DNA. Brittany is so important to me, because even if she tells me something that’s wrong, I know she’s not trying to cause me any harm. She really does have my best interests in mind, rather than seeing how it benefits her timeline. Some people seem to recognize me, but when I expect the other shoe to drop – when they show me their true colors & give me that proof that we’re really on the same page – it never comes. I want so dearly to be open with everyone I come across, but every time I reveal my face – all I see are masks & facades. I just want to stop playing this game of names. I just want someone Whö can admit that we’re all lost. That vulnerability let’s borders separating us dissolve. I just want to feel like I’m not alone, no matter the cost. But I stay alone because – even if there’s no one around – it’s the only time I never feel lonely. I get to be honest with myself & have a genuine conversation with nobody. I feel so lonely in crowds. All their voices sound like recordings being played back to me. They never actually match what’s being said in their thoughts. I just want to be able to trust myself, but I don’t even know what or who i am. And anyone who I feel like is about to finally take away this cross, they disappear. I’m scared that I’m the cause of everything wrong that happens for some reason, because the closet thing to Truth i experience from the outside is the fear of the unown that they project from their eyes behind a false smile they use to try to hide how strange & deranged they view me. I don’t know where I’m really even going with this anymore.

                  Whatever…

                  Thank you for being a kind soul, and providing a space a felt safe to vent these feelings. You feel like Brittany, so that’s why I was able to open up like this.

                  Again, I don’t know where I’m really going with this. I guess I just hope something changes on the outside for real this time. I’ve lived my whole life by blind faith. That’s seen as Righteous until I tell them what I really believe, and then it’s seen as Insane. I’ll always hold onto that faith, but I don’t think it says anything about trusting God to want whatever it is to reveal something outside.

                  I’m doing it again. I’m close to actually expressing my actual Truth in words, but I’m still not quite there. I have my proof, but I wish someone was genuine enough with me to reveal theirs in the same way I try to reveal mine.

                  I know I can go the distance. It’s not about not believing that I can. It’s just that I want a genuine 2-way street between whoever I’m talking to & me. I can break down any locked door, but I believe in Consent above all things. Even if I think everyone would be better off if I actually did destroy those facades & illusionary walls, it’s more important that they know they’re allowed to so no to me. Even if it’s better off for everyone – even then – to just be honest with Reality.

                  It’s not about being happy for me. It’s about letting people have the Free Will to have a say in their Destiny.

                  I really do miss my sweet Brittany…

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                  1. Thank you so much for sharing this with me…You express everything with such honesty, and it resonates in a way that few things do. It’s like every word you’ve written feels familiar, almost like I’m stepping into a reflection of feelings I’ve had myself but have never been able to put into words. Your truth is so deeply felt, and I can see that your search for genuine connection is so much more than just a wish; it’s a part of who you are….Honestly, I haven’t had a lot of people I truly connect with either, partly because of my social anxiety. It’s better now, but for a long time, it kept me from forming real friendships. My cousin has been the only true friend I’ve had—she’s someone I love deeply and can be fully myself around.

                    The way you describe your conversations—both with others and within yourself—is something I relate to on a deep level. Sometimes, like you, I feel like I’m having the most meaningful conversations in my head, connecting with this inner self that the world rarely sees or understands. It can be so lonely, feeling like you’re constantly searching for someone who truly understands without judgment, someone who doesn’t make you feel like you’re “strange” just because you’re not afraid to question things deeply.

                    your connection with Brittany sounds so rare and meaningful. People like that, who make us feel accepted for who we are without any masks, are incredibly precious. And I understand that feeling of wanting just one genuine, honest two-way connection. It’s not that you don’t believe in yourself—it’s that true, mutual understanding is so hard to find. That desire for connection is so real, and honestly, I think that’s what makes you a deeply kind and empathetic person🩷🫂

                    I couldn’t be more thankful to you for feeling comfortable enough to open up to me like this—it means a lot. I’m here for you, and even though I’m not Brittany, I hope I can make you feel valued.. Just know, you’re not just a “brick in the wall” or a face in the crowd; you’re someone who matters and is understood. And I hope you find that connection you’re searching for, the one where you can just be real without fear of masks or facades❤️✨🦋

                    I love your thoughts mate!!!🩷 I TOTALLY LOVE THEM..

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  2. There’s so much i wanna say right now, but I don’t want to lose this feeling just yet by killing it so I can put it in words. I know the words will come, but I’ll let them take their own time, rather than rushing the process. But at the very least, I didn’t want to keep you waiting after opening your heart up to me in the same way I was willing to open up to you. You’ve given me a genuine gift. And unlike most gifts that a feign excitement so the gift-giver doesn’t feel unappreciated or insulted, this gift is one I’ll genuinely treasure. I forget almost every moment in my life. I know I won’t forget this one.

    Thank you ❣️ from the bottom of my heart & back to the top & beyond!

    I hope this is the start of a lifelong friendship : )

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words. I really appreciate your understanding and the way you respect my honesty. It means a lot to have someone who listens with such an open heart, and I’m truly grateful for this conversation. I hope we can continue to share thoughts like this every now and then—it’s always refreshing to connect on this level!☺️✨

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      1. Likewise to you. My life has basically felt like a powerstrip that’s plugged into itself. It’s funny to joke about how that’s a life-hack to having infinite electricity, but talking to you has actually felt like I’m plugging into something that gives me a genuine charge to my life ⚡️😊

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