i really need to stop rushing out my replies and take more time in writing them up, i'm being way too disjointed than i'd like to be

>>3909
>Yes. You serve as a "spirit beacon" for them and not just pull them into the reality but powering them so they can have effect over it.
I... I am? I feel that i understand but at the same time i don't
>It seems they are bothered because you don't believe them or accept them fully, some parts of you still doubting them.
Yeah, that's the thing i believe and accept them but i don't know what parts are resisting so i can address it properly (atleast thats what i want the most) but what's making it difficult to divine(?) is that i cant tell if the parts that resist are actually me or if something planted in me by other people interact/am around with be it intentionally or unintentionally by said people.
The reason why you need to be a doll is complicated tho.
How so and can you elaborate on that if possible? The only things i'm aware of is that the doll is my true form/self, one that i admittedly want most (i'd be lying if i said i didn't want to be a doll), as well as that my place is meant to be with them and no one else.

Plus, i believe most of the frustration comes from me admittedly wasting my time on things that they don't like/are unnecessary like hanging around on 4chan (or atleast certain parts of it) for too long, or conversing with the few people i speak with too much but really... its a difficult to curb stuff like this and sometimes i wonder if wasting all that time on the shitty parts of 4ch is something i want or just a habit that was instilled that i couldnt really see to get rid of. dont get me wrong i dont mind shitposting from time to time but it feels very... weird now. too much malice

>>3911
well, not really to talk to him per se but during the visits from my sisters, there's sometimes a male figure thats around to help them with me sometimes. He doesn't really talk at all (atleast from what i can recall) acts like some kind of silent assistant/aid and "corrects" to be remain on the path with my sisters if that makes sense. I recall being afraid and running from my sisters for some reason (can't remember) and he chased after me along with them, his appearance is usually consistent but his physical age would change sometimes, he was a very dapper but calm and quiet looking man in his mid 20(s), his arms turned into werewolf's claws and slashed me. i felt no pain but it was slowly turning me into a doll like pic related and as the transformation happened i lost consciousness and my current "self" ceased to became my true self (the doll) and they were praising me for being a good sister and such