By now a lot of you, if not all or most, know of Eris's problems. And a lil bit down topics get dark, so stay away if you don't want to read it 0-0 They're a liar. Manipulative. A horrible person deep down trying oh so hard to keep it together. And despite all of this they hold themselves to such an impossible standard for perfection. They know for a fact that they should be able to function properly. Be a proper daycare assistant. A good parent. A good friend. The idea of a OC of mine doing sh is so... wrong to me. It's too real. In fact, the night before I had done it... But the image of Eris, with messy cuts filled in with soldering on their arms where the ribbons are. Where the cuffs are. A whole closet filled with spare lower arm parts. Filled with spare parts covered in filled in cuts where the ribbons and cuffs were. Maybe they did this before they even had a new body. It would've been easier to cover up. Just paint over the newly fixed part. Again. And again. And again. They rejected help before. They could've gone to therapy, have a simple session and open up about their problems. About their fears. About their trauma. The only one who knows its true depths are Sire. Yet all they can truly do is sit and watch as Eris falls deeper into this hole they dug for themselves. Oh Eris, I truly do feel bad for you. You used to be so hopeful and optimistic, full of life and joy. All of that was crushed by the place you happened to be in. Maybe if you had come in later in the timeline, or maybe even earlier, things could've turned out different. I'm sorry, Eris.
Music used is Empty Town by Toby Fox Art and Eris belong to @Rand0mHuman_
