and like. crap, maybe i'm even wrongly assuming the fact that he's even called Lion or has lionish aspects. maybe he's just A Friend. maybe he was the lion doll but changed over time. i'm fine with that. maybe some of the vague feelings would indicate it. but maybe not!! i don't know!!

and like see, i'm overthinking it again, trying to guess at every possibility based on scraps of experiences and lots of murky downtime. challenging the wrong assumptions, i'm sure.
maybe i should try to just not care? maybe i have to wait indefinitely? maybe there's some kind of focused excercise i can actually do in my state?

i just want my lion!!!!

there's a feeling i get when i think i'm pushing my expectations or feelings or fantasies or wandering attention or intrusive thoughts
onto what i imagine to be presences or soulbonds or whatever.
and trying to stop myself makes it worse because it adds a sort of panicked resistence to everything.
i don't think i can trust feelings or images, unless this feeling is absent. i think i can kind of recognize it now, but it's there the majority of the time.
...what am i supposed to do about it?

i probably wouldn't be talking so much about this except i'm stuck here again with nothing to do for seven hours, like i am every sunday

in the past, when there's been constant, inscrutible, misery-making feelings like that... there's usually some specific cause behind it. having the wrong hormones in my brain. shitty shaming parenting. dust mite allergies.
so i can /hope/ that, like the others, there's some simple thread to pull on that will unravel this and bring another layer of clarity.
maybe that's what i want to be looking for. if i can?

i can feel myself vaguely taking on nonbinary-masculine feelings when thinking about this. does that mean anything? idk.
i don't want to like, appropriate his essence or claim it as mine or anything. that's one big worry.
though that's probably nonsense, even if it -is- him that i'm mirroring or being influenced by, and not just a separate feeling-mood-shift-thing.
idle note-taking i guess

maybe
maybe instead of frustrations,
maybe i should write about why i want him here

the jerk-logic part of my brain says that i can't possibly know why i want him here if i don't know anything about him

but i think that's not entirely true, and if it was then it's not entirely an obstacle either
because i can just, go on my feelings

because i -do- want him here, to be closer to me, to be more of himself, so i can see him, hear him, talk to him, enjoy his companionship (more then vague presence companionship), feel safe with him, watch him be whatever he is, and just to know he's here and he's safe and he'll be alright