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Continuing the thread from this branch -
3 years ago today, February 27th:
It was a Sunday. I woke up feeling a bit better, since Digit had calmed me down the night before.
Then Digit messaged me, very upset. She wasn't quite clear about why. I think this is when she banned me from her personal Discord server.
I knew the surgery for her cancer was tomorrow. She had done all she could to calm me down, and whatever was happening seemed like a misunderstanding. I had to suck up my tears and not let myself do anything to make things worse.
I had started writing down everything that happened over the past week, hoping I could clear things up with Digit by giving her full, clear documentation of everything.
I kept writing all day, taking breaks to check Discord, instead of watching the chat rooms nonstop. It was a better way to keep my mind occupied.
At some point that weekend, I wrote about how I got a dopamine hit every time I saw her face pop up in the wallstreetbets chat room, indicating a message from her.
At another point, I wrote about how I had just taken a break from writing to check the wallstreetbets chat, and I saw a joke she made about dying, and it "killed me."
Not much happened that Sunday the 27th. I was mostly just writing about all this stuff I still hope Digit will read about someday.
3 years ago today, February 27th:
It was a Sunday. I woke up feeling a bit better, since Digit had calmed me down the night before.
Then Digit messaged me, very upset. She wasn't quite clear about why. I think this is when she banned me from her personal Discord server.
I knew the surgery for her cancer was tomorrow. She had done all she could to calm me down, and whatever was happening seemed like a misunderstanding. I had to suck up my tears and not let myself do anything to make things worse.
I had started writing down everything that happened over the past week, hoping I could clear things up with Digit by giving her full, clear documentation of everything.
I kept writing all day, taking breaks to check Discord, instead of watching the chat rooms nonstop. It was a better way to keep my mind occupied.
At some point that weekend, I wrote about how I got a dopamine hit every time I saw her face pop up in the wallstreetbets chat room, indicating a message from her.
At another point, I wrote about how I had just taken a break from writing to check the wallstreetbets chat, and I saw a joke she made about dying, and it "killed me."
Not much happened that Sunday the 27th. I was mostly just writing about all this stuff I still hope Digit will read about someday.