My confession might seem dumb to a lot of people, but that's why I'm here, right? To talk about things no one in my life would understand. So a couple of weeks ago, my friend invited me over to a movie party- a bunch of people getting together to watch corny horror movies. I decided to go because I don't get out much and I thought socializing would be good for me. And it was. I had a good time. But I hate actual, not corny, horror movies. I don't have the stomach or the stable mind for them. We only watched one that wasn't a corny movie- something called Hereditary. I won't spoil any of the plot, but it has a lot of disturbing images in it, and I just... I'm not scared. I don't think something like that will actually happen, I'm not afraid of what I saw, but I can't stop thinking about it. Dwelling on the images. I wish I could wipe them from my mind. The thoughts are intrusive and just when I think I've finally forgotten it, it pops back in to say "nope! still here!" I just don't want to see charred corpses and decapitated heads and pools of blood anymore. I don't want these thoughts in my head and I can't make them go away! And the worst part is, I don't know how to explain to my friend why I don't want to go back and do it again.