I’ve put my ponies away. I’m going to package them all up, the figurines, the poster, the plushies, the DVDs, everything except those which have been gifted to me by my friends, and I’m going to donate them to our local Goodwill.
I love them, but they have to go. There’s no room for them in my life anymore, and for some reason they attach to me a terrible stigma I do not wish to be attached to me. Perhaps people will leave me alone about them. Perhaps I’ll stop being the butt of heart crushingly cruel “jokes” because of them. Maybe extended members of my family, who hold keys to my heart, will stop side eyeing me, when all I have ever done is be kind to them and help them when they’ve needed it, and perhaps have a little faith in me.
Maybe not.
Regardless, I’m certain I could make some kids very happy by donating my collection, and if I didn’t have any other reason, that would be more than enough for me to go through with donating them.
May the Goddess bless you.
THE DARKEST THOUGHTS BEFORE THE DAWN
