EVILS: I was sick of this world,ugh. Thru my fingers in the air "f*ck the world". I checked into a motel room and pretty much went into hiding. I would let anyone in except my mother now and then. I had plenty of money. I smoke weed, lots of it. I decided to search my mind. Mind over matter, the mind is a powerful thing and the mind plays tricks on you. Those we're my motivation. I suffer from PTSD. This was awful to deal with myself but, it was worth dealing with. I just took care of myself and didn't worry about the world. I knew it was this world that was screwed up not me. I went into my self and searched. I found myself, my inner child. I was still severely depressed. I wanted to lay there on die. I laid there trying to get it over with, then I heard " we have to get her back up". I felt movement around me. The energy was kind and loving. But no one was there. They we working on the inside. Healing scars, nurturing me, loving me back to health. I got back up:) I've encountered many entities. Some we're kind, some were cruel. Ill tell you about my travels if I know you're interested. So like this story and ill write more. Peace love and chicken grease. ~￦icked