What's on my mind? Umm... a time seven years ago when I was unravelling... I should have sat down with my journal to try process but instead began messaging someone (who I didn't actually know!) lengthy and insane rants...which I just now found and re-read ...geez, pretty weird (but could probably be legitimately considered an avant-garde art piece!)
And did they respond?
Yes ...but here's the odd thing (or should I say another odd thing!), we didn't speak the same language, so ... huh? (Google translate was in frequent use!). At times I wonder about the calber of the person I was talking with too, as he seemed to try steer it in sexual directions (would you call that subtle warning signs?) but I'd basically call out his shit and move it back to prolonged philosophical ranting again (regardless of whether he cared or replied). Looking back I wonder if I just had stuff I had to say and there was something helpful about knowing it was heard? ...Perhaps should have done this more suitably with a counsellor! Or at least someone who could Speak My Language!
Hahaha rule 101 of unravelling- don’t do it in a formal setting, or the men with white coats might take you away...
Maybe a bit of both? It helps to be heard and also just to say whatever was on your mind at the time. It’s clearly done you some good in a sense that you’re reflecting back on it.
Babblefish? It was the best and only back in the day for translating. Like you, I conversed with someone but they did speak English at least. We are still friends to this day, 16 years later. Many a late night we spent on msn messenger, helped us both
