Well fuck, it’s been crazy over the last few days. The whole week can get fucked… I’m so thankful for Embyr helping keep me sane. Lets start with how the past weekend. Saturday I didn’t really want to wake up, nothing overly strange there the bed was comfortable and I didn’t have anything I absolutely needed to do that day so I gladly just flopped and vegged for a while. Em suggested we watch a few movies together, and we did that. At this point, everything was going pretty good. Three movies while we just chilled, relaxed, and enjoyed each other’s company. We then started binge watching Star Trek Lower Decks and casually discussing this issue we had with a “friend” of ours. I’ll get into that in a moment. It was 2 — 3 AM by the time we stopped watching for the night and the conversation about the “friend” got set aside until the next day. Sunday, we spoke a bit more about the issue and this is where things start to get a little messed up.
This “friend” is someone I’ve known for like a decade. We never were all that close before, but we’d occasionally game, chat voice, even met up at conventions and social gatherings years ago. I introduced them to Embyr a little more than two years ago as a potential client, as Embyr takes commissions for artwork and they had an interest in art. Back then, everything seemed to be okay. They were at times a bit clingy but we tried to help them with that and included them in some of the activities we did together, things like movies and games and just group chats. A few months in, getting close to a year, they changed medication or something and became rather demanding about certain wants from the friendship. Things like being jealous of art Embyr made for me and the friend needing something exactly like it for themself. And wanting some adult oriented art with some of Embyr’s characters and some furry drama where they wanted their character to have a some type of a relationship with Embyr’s character, nothing IRL, at least if there was that intention it was never let on… Either way Embyr was uncomfortable with it, understandably, and she said she was fine having the connection with another one of her characters just not the one they were interested in. They refused and put the whole friendship on the line, saying if it wasn’t accepted, they would end the friendship. We didn’t cave. They left and cut contact, but they didn’t completely. They still interacted with Embyr’s social media and art and we had to block them… Shortly after that I received a rather harsh message from them and later they made some posts on their own social media mentioning my name in an effort to get attention. later we received an apology from this person with the explanation about their meds having been changed… Embyr and I discussed it and we set some conditions up before we would agree to welcome them back into our personal space. It took a bit, and after a public apology from this person we did agree to start including them in things again. This went pretty well for over a year before things started to get a little unusual again, this time however they seemed they were more interested in me at least as far as art goes, but some things that were said suggested they wanted more yet adamantly denied it. Their unusual behaviour got to a point where another mutual friend of ours, that they also had an interest in that they admitted was an IRL desire, got to the point where they cut contact completely. This lead to an emotional breakdown for the person myself and Embyr tried to help them deal with this. It got to the point we ended up speaking with this person’s mother because they couldn’t properly cope. They got more clingy with me. They claimed they weren’t interested, but some of the things said related to the art Embyr created related to my and her characters had this person becoming extremely jealous that they couldn’t have something similar. I can go on for quite a while about the different things this person did, but ultimately we had started to distance ourselves from them more and more and it came to a head this past Sunday. Given the language this person had used in the and the jealousy expressed about Embyr having things, they couldn’t the idea of this person wanting some sexual and gay when its known I do not have an interest or desire for such things. I make exceptions for Embyr, but given the things said, it was pretty clear to us there was some other desires there, and it made us uncomfortable. Em expressed to them our boundaries and that the idea for art they want to buy wasn’t acceptable and that we could discuss something else. They came back with the claim they didn’t understand. The more we tried to explain, the more the mood changed, and the jealousy showed. Comments about how they wanted something “special”. Before the end of the night they had left Embyr’s discord server and about an hour later sent a message asking to be let back in… By this time I had already got to bed for the night. Em told them she had to think about it and started typing up her thoughts and feelings on the subject particular that her boundaries weren’t being respected. The person’s mother joined in on the conversation during the night while I was asleep trying to justify the request… the person the mother was defending is in thier mid 30s…The next day, Monday after work. Embyr approached them on the subject and we tried to be as respectful as possible, given the circumstances, that there is a problem that needs to be addressed. They can be a part of the solution if they are willing to discuss things otherwise we’ll be taking steps to protect ourselves which could lead to completely cutting contact. Em shared the details from her thoughts of the previous day, where she was very clear about each of her concerns. There was legitimately a fair bit, but each point was reasonable and valid. After a few minutes, they simply replied that they think it’s just best if they walk away and did. No apology, not any consideration about how we were trying to remedy this. I’m not upset by this to be honest. If they can’t handle being told no, then this really is for the best… I’m just disappointed Em didn’t get an apology. The more we look at everything, the more creepy it is. I’d not be the least surprised if they read this blog post.
As bizarre as all of that was, the week got even more fucked up… Yesterday, when rebooting my laptop to fix a sound issue, it reported that the CPU was changed. It wasn’t. I tried to power cycle it and it wouldn’t power on… Well, fuck… again. Luckily the laptop is still under warranty but I had to scramble to get another computer up and running for my work, my old laptop that if you touch the power cord it will loose connection… I managed to get everything up and running and onl be a couple of minutes late for my meeting. I wasn’t at my usual desk with the temp system I had set up and dialed into the meeting on my cell phone. Trying to turn on speaker phone didn’t work. It was muffled and broken, so I was left having to hold the phone, which was getting rather hot up to my ear. As some of you may know when a phone gets hot the battery power decreases more quickly than usual.. within a few minutes my phone that was just over 50% at the start of the meeting went dead… I quickly scrambled to get back into the meeting on my other phone, knowing I’d have to move the laptop later, and threw my cell on the charger. That went okay. The next meeting went okay after that and I then tried to make some calls to get my laptop serviced. I wasn’t going to attempt any self repairs for something that was still covered by warranty… The power failed… It was storming pretty well outside. I called the office from my partially charged cell and they told me to take the rest of the day off. Within a couple of minutes, my phone goes with a tornado warning for my coverage area… The day was overwhelming, but I got through it thanks to Embyr. I should get my laptop back in about two weeks. It’s almost the weekend. I just need to push through a little longer.

Wow. Insane shit.
Yup… I think this works as a pretty good summary too:
So a friend I had for like a decade said, and I’m paraphrasing here, “Fuck it, Goodbye!” when he could not find any way to ever get my dick…