Nowhere Belonging
A 15 minute account of not belonging. No save points. No going back.
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Content Warnings
Nowhere Belonging contains mentions of drugs, self harm and suicide.
Credits
Drone: Opal Vessel - Pale Offering
Made for the Jam In Silence
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Damn, this hurt to read. The writing is so well done. You captured the subtle differences in how a person communicates with different people so well. The constant presence of the letter felt haunting.
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I also found it particularly horrifying how you ended with the letter. I think I was expecting an end card and ended up feeling stuck, but that’s probably how stella feels. Like this will never be something that she can fully escape from.
Fuck this permanence.
It's gripping reading your thoughts on this, thank you for the analysis angle and I'm really glad it hit you this hard.
Fuck this permanence.
Around a year ago I lost a life long friend to suicide. It wasn't the first time it had happened to me, but it didn't make it any easier. I remember getting a call from them, only to hear not their voice, but a mutual friend of ours crying. I spent the next few weeks on her couch, we organised a funeral for the few people we could contact. It was the hardest month of my life.
This really got to me, you're an incredible writer, your ability to make such relatable and honest characters is, in my opinion, unmatched, and to do it with just dialogue and some chat logs is such an achievement. I'm so happy I found your work, I've loved everything I've seen from you, and can't wait for more.
Thank you for sharing your experiences, and I am so sorry for your loss.
I appreciate you being around and your kindness <3
its good
fuck.
Keep making amazing art. This is one of the most accurate depictions of this kind of thing and it hurt so much. Good work.
oh god this is so. touching. please never stop making art like this
I went through this with a friend group last winter and you captured so much of it. The aftermath is fucking horrible and strange. Honest work like this makes it a bit less confusing. Thank you for making this.
Loved this. Sometimes I feel like, for as much awareness and dialogue as there is around it, it's so hard to grapple with the scale of the damage caused by losing people in this way, and it's amplified even more in isolated trans and queer people. The rawness of so much of a former life being a litany of Discord handles feels sharp.
Thank you for this.
yeah.