Ok, Im having a few friends over. The parents are gone so its just a couple of us hanging out. One of my good friends, JJ, has been having a few home life problems. When she came over, she was quiet and reserved. A little un-usual but nothing to call 911 over. As the night went on, she seemed to get a little more upset.
I decided to walk and talk, my favorite flavor of therapy for people I care about. They recently finished a church just a few blocks down the street so I decided to pick that as a place to walk with JJ. JJ is religious, but she doesnt make it a focus of her life, shes a very laid back Christian but she feels very comfortable in chuch which was one of the reasons I decided on the church as a place to go (And they have a REALLY cool stained glass window of the four horsemen
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We were walking and talking like usual, we got to the church and went inside. The pastor asked us if we needed anything, I said no we just came for a place to talk. He nodded and went up to the front of the church where he had a huge bible on a podium facing the benches. We sat down in the back and kept talking as he started to read.
After a couple minnutes, I started to feel a little...uncomfortable. Kind of like how you feel when your driving and you can feel someone watching you from annother car. A few more minnutes went by and the feeling grew more and more noticeable. Like when your walking home at night and you know someone is following you. It was like a crushing prescense that I couldnt explain, but it was...cold, like ice.
It started to feel like someone was pouring sand onto my chest, just this crushing feeling. My skin started to feel cold. Whats strange is I didnt feel affraid, no fear what so ever. Youd think if you felt like that youd be affraid, but I wasnt affraid, it was more like frustration and an urge to fight back.
I started to feel dizzy. At that point I jumped up and ran outside, I couldnt shake it. Thats when I started to feel real anger, defensive anger. The anger that wells up inside you when someone wrongs you. I did the next best thing, or combination thereof, that I could think of. I took off my promise ring and the pentacle around my neck, I held them both in my hands and just focused on those two objects.
After maybe a minnute or two, the wierd feeling and the anger faded slowly. I opened my eyes and JJ was standing there with the pastor looking like they had seen blood gushing out of my eyes. I shook it off, told them both I was ok.
I walked JJ back home and....found David and Yaz trying to settle a bet about who could eat the most raw horseradishes before throwing up. (I have wierd friends)
Im not quite sure what to do or how to react. Ive done a cleansing and some shielding and I dont feel ill-at ease or nervous. Drained I guess is the best term.
JJ thought it might have been low blood sugar or just being very cold. I...dunno about that, I put away about 4 slices of pizza about an hour before I left and I had a sweatshirt and jeans on.
What do you think?
I decided to walk and talk, my favorite flavor of therapy for people I care about. They recently finished a church just a few blocks down the street so I decided to pick that as a place to walk with JJ. JJ is religious, but she doesnt make it a focus of her life, shes a very laid back Christian but she feels very comfortable in chuch which was one of the reasons I decided on the church as a place to go (And they have a REALLY cool stained glass window of the four horsemen
)We were walking and talking like usual, we got to the church and went inside. The pastor asked us if we needed anything, I said no we just came for a place to talk. He nodded and went up to the front of the church where he had a huge bible on a podium facing the benches. We sat down in the back and kept talking as he started to read.
After a couple minnutes, I started to feel a little...uncomfortable. Kind of like how you feel when your driving and you can feel someone watching you from annother car. A few more minnutes went by and the feeling grew more and more noticeable. Like when your walking home at night and you know someone is following you. It was like a crushing prescense that I couldnt explain, but it was...cold, like ice.
It started to feel like someone was pouring sand onto my chest, just this crushing feeling. My skin started to feel cold. Whats strange is I didnt feel affraid, no fear what so ever. Youd think if you felt like that youd be affraid, but I wasnt affraid, it was more like frustration and an urge to fight back.
I started to feel dizzy. At that point I jumped up and ran outside, I couldnt shake it. Thats when I started to feel real anger, defensive anger. The anger that wells up inside you when someone wrongs you. I did the next best thing, or combination thereof, that I could think of. I took off my promise ring and the pentacle around my neck, I held them both in my hands and just focused on those two objects.
After maybe a minnute or two, the wierd feeling and the anger faded slowly. I opened my eyes and JJ was standing there with the pastor looking like they had seen blood gushing out of my eyes. I shook it off, told them both I was ok.
I walked JJ back home and....found David and Yaz trying to settle a bet about who could eat the most raw horseradishes before throwing up. (I have wierd friends)
Im not quite sure what to do or how to react. Ive done a cleansing and some shielding and I dont feel ill-at ease or nervous. Drained I guess is the best term.
JJ thought it might have been low blood sugar or just being very cold. I...dunno about that, I put away about 4 slices of pizza about an hour before I left and I had a sweatshirt and jeans on.
What do you think?
