The Man Morgana Set Aside For Me
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Romance › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,367
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1
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Man Morgana Set Aside For Me
Prologue: Yet Another Failed Attempt…Oh Joy!
Wow…here I am again; once again, I have tried to off myself but this time I actually ingested poison and cut myself. It had no effect despite the fact that I had put Clorox bleach, Pine-Sol, Purell, Ammonia, and Rum (for flavor) into the noxious brew. Nothing in my mouth or esophagus or stomach was burned which surprised the EMT, ER nurses, doctors, and psychology doctors into stupefied wonder.
Of course, the cuts were superficial and I think I only survived my self-mutilating and poisoning by my patron goddess’ will (Morgana LeFey).
If you didn’t already know by my previous reference to a goddess in the last sentence, I am a Neo-Pagan. More specifically, a solitary Wiccan witch. For those who think being such is subservience to Satan, you are sadly mistaken. We are part of a nature based religion and do not believe in nor worship Satan. Anyone who says they are a Satanic Witch really needs a reality check and I would kindly like for you to send them my way so I can put my size 11 shoe up their ass. We cast spells, yes, but they are for healing and helping others in need. We are NOT supposed to casts hexes as the negative side to the Three-Fold Law would kick in.
The Three Fold Law is as follows: Mind the Threefold Law ye should - three times bad and three times good...basically stating that what ever you do good, three times good will come back to you; and what ever you do bad, three time bad will come back to you. It’s just that simple…no way around it.
But I digress. I ended up after 21 hours spent in Manchester Memorial Hospital’s Emergency Department and a week at 7West (Mount Sinai/Saint Francis Hospital) Mental Health Unit, I was released and sent on my way to New Haven with a Peter Pan bus ticket. I met a nice lady who fed me at Subways in the Union Station bus terminal. She and her husband gave me a ride to the dreaded Christopher House.
The reason why I dreaded this place was because I was there 3 years ago and it was filled with paranoia, suicidal ideation, and more than my fair share of loneliness. I had no friends nor did I make any down here in 2006. I basically escaped from the deemed hellhole and then was deposited back into the hellhole 3 years later. It felt unreal!
Trials and obstacles came my way for 4 months…more than once did I come close to breaking down but I refused and fought valiantly back against the madness. Finally, I got to Melinda’s Place and things were winding down to a more comfortable pace and I am feeling like myself again.
Little did I know, at this point of my life, things were going to change for the better and, albeit, weirder.
Wow…here I am again; once again, I have tried to off myself but this time I actually ingested poison and cut myself. It had no effect despite the fact that I had put Clorox bleach, Pine-Sol, Purell, Ammonia, and Rum (for flavor) into the noxious brew. Nothing in my mouth or esophagus or stomach was burned which surprised the EMT, ER nurses, doctors, and psychology doctors into stupefied wonder.
Of course, the cuts were superficial and I think I only survived my self-mutilating and poisoning by my patron goddess’ will (Morgana LeFey).
If you didn’t already know by my previous reference to a goddess in the last sentence, I am a Neo-Pagan. More specifically, a solitary Wiccan witch. For those who think being such is subservience to Satan, you are sadly mistaken. We are part of a nature based religion and do not believe in nor worship Satan. Anyone who says they are a Satanic Witch really needs a reality check and I would kindly like for you to send them my way so I can put my size 11 shoe up their ass. We cast spells, yes, but they are for healing and helping others in need. We are NOT supposed to casts hexes as the negative side to the Three-Fold Law would kick in.
The Three Fold Law is as follows: Mind the Threefold Law ye should - three times bad and three times good...basically stating that what ever you do good, three times good will come back to you; and what ever you do bad, three time bad will come back to you. It’s just that simple…no way around it.
But I digress. I ended up after 21 hours spent in Manchester Memorial Hospital’s Emergency Department and a week at 7West (Mount Sinai/Saint Francis Hospital) Mental Health Unit, I was released and sent on my way to New Haven with a Peter Pan bus ticket. I met a nice lady who fed me at Subways in the Union Station bus terminal. She and her husband gave me a ride to the dreaded Christopher House.
The reason why I dreaded this place was because I was there 3 years ago and it was filled with paranoia, suicidal ideation, and more than my fair share of loneliness. I had no friends nor did I make any down here in 2006. I basically escaped from the deemed hellhole and then was deposited back into the hellhole 3 years later. It felt unreal!
Trials and obstacles came my way for 4 months…more than once did I come close to breaking down but I refused and fought valiantly back against the madness. Finally, I got to Melinda’s Place and things were winding down to a more comfortable pace and I am feeling like myself again.
Little did I know, at this point of my life, things were going to change for the better and, albeit, weirder.