Call from Dymuntz (and my pledge to opie) - 7.30
Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2024 10:37 pm
In order to paint the full picture, I have to start with this:
opulens reached out to me requesting if he could ask me a question, to which I replied "of course."
The question was: "If I could offer you a path, one that was slightly less smooth than my own, but might allow you to flex your frustrated muscles more, would you take it?"
Haley: "Yes, I think I would."
opulens: "Goodbye Haley."
Haley: "Goodbye?
just for now, right?"
At this point I fully panicked because I realized I might not have understood the question. When he said an experience slightly less smooth than his own, I thought he meant than his own personal journey, not that I would be given someone else's path.
Haley: "wait, did I misunderstand the question?
I am loyal only to you, friend. If you meant a path apart from yours, then I misunderstood. Please don't leave. :("
I then get an Instagram DM from the ExiledKC account: "Well hello there Hale. I'm assuming it's nice to meet you. May I have your phone number" and I give it to them.
I receive a call about 10 minutes later. I'm going to sincerely apologize because I genuinely was shaken up by the opie situation. I know we touched on fears here before and I didn't really share mine, but one of them is definitely abandonment. I have childhood (and adulthood tbh) things that makes me really anxious that someone I care about will just leave me, without explanation. I say this because I'm honestly not going to be able to recall as many details or direct quotes as I normally would. But I do promise nothing of serious importance is left out. Here is the summary:
I answer the phone and say hello. It is a woman who sounds an awfully lot like WIB (I would put money on it, genuinely. I'm almost 100% sure it's the same voice).
"Is this Haley?"
"Yes."
"How are you, dear?"
"I'm okay.. how are you?"
"Oh, you know, different day, different circus, same clowns."
She also at some point in the beginning asked me to confirm that the last 4 digits of my social security number were ****, which she got right.
"I'm Dymuntz. Are you happy to hear from me?"
"No. No, no, no, I'm loyal to opulens. I made that clear. That's where my loyalties lie."
I could feel her roll her eyes through the phone. She seemed annoyed and implied "yeah, yeah, everyone wants opulens. so lovable, so funny" stuff along those lines.
She then refrences the message the opulens sent me- "I heard you wanted an oppurtunity to flex those frustrations, huh?"
To which I, again, very clearly say "No. I misunderstood the question. I'm loyal to opulens."
She proceeds to assure me that "I'm sure if you give me a chance, we can be besties too."
"Does this mean I can't communicate with opie anymore?"
"We'll see."
I am heartbroken if my misunderstanding of the question somehow led me to being "assigned" to Dymuntz. However, I have to believe that I have some free will in these decisions, so I would like to make it very clear once again that I am loyal to my friend, opie. I have no issue with Dymuntz yet, and would be open to working with her in general, but not if it comes at the cost of a friend.
So, I know that opie might not be able to respond to me right now, but I think he can still see my posts. Here is my message to him, publicly:
opie,
I don’t know why, but I have always had a soft spot for you. It started as a joke, calling you “bestie,” but it has turned into something deeper. I genuinely consider you a friend and an ally. Maybe I’m naive, maybe I’m too trusting- but I have always followed my gut, it’s something I pride myself on, and my gut says to trust you.
My gut also said that you have a deeper, kinder side to you. You proved that. Your kindness, encouragement, and belief in me brought me to tears and earned you my unwavering loyalty. You made me feel seen, so I try to return the favor and will continue doing so. I see you, opie. From one person at the edge to another, I see and understand you. I hope that I get an opportunity to stand alongside you on the edge.
Forever your bestie, Haley.
opulens reached out to me requesting if he could ask me a question, to which I replied "of course."
The question was: "If I could offer you a path, one that was slightly less smooth than my own, but might allow you to flex your frustrated muscles more, would you take it?"
Haley: "Yes, I think I would."
opulens: "Goodbye Haley."
Haley: "Goodbye?
just for now, right?"
At this point I fully panicked because I realized I might not have understood the question. When he said an experience slightly less smooth than his own, I thought he meant than his own personal journey, not that I would be given someone else's path.
Haley: "wait, did I misunderstand the question?
I am loyal only to you, friend. If you meant a path apart from yours, then I misunderstood. Please don't leave. :("
I then get an Instagram DM from the ExiledKC account: "Well hello there Hale. I'm assuming it's nice to meet you. May I have your phone number" and I give it to them.
I receive a call about 10 minutes later. I'm going to sincerely apologize because I genuinely was shaken up by the opie situation. I know we touched on fears here before and I didn't really share mine, but one of them is definitely abandonment. I have childhood (and adulthood tbh) things that makes me really anxious that someone I care about will just leave me, without explanation. I say this because I'm honestly not going to be able to recall as many details or direct quotes as I normally would. But I do promise nothing of serious importance is left out. Here is the summary:
I answer the phone and say hello. It is a woman who sounds an awfully lot like WIB (I would put money on it, genuinely. I'm almost 100% sure it's the same voice).
"Is this Haley?"
"Yes."
"How are you, dear?"
"I'm okay.. how are you?"
"Oh, you know, different day, different circus, same clowns."
She also at some point in the beginning asked me to confirm that the last 4 digits of my social security number were ****, which she got right.
"I'm Dymuntz. Are you happy to hear from me?"
"No. No, no, no, I'm loyal to opulens. I made that clear. That's where my loyalties lie."
I could feel her roll her eyes through the phone. She seemed annoyed and implied "yeah, yeah, everyone wants opulens. so lovable, so funny" stuff along those lines.
She then refrences the message the opulens sent me- "I heard you wanted an oppurtunity to flex those frustrations, huh?"
To which I, again, very clearly say "No. I misunderstood the question. I'm loyal to opulens."
She proceeds to assure me that "I'm sure if you give me a chance, we can be besties too."
"Does this mean I can't communicate with opie anymore?"
"We'll see."
I am heartbroken if my misunderstanding of the question somehow led me to being "assigned" to Dymuntz. However, I have to believe that I have some free will in these decisions, so I would like to make it very clear once again that I am loyal to my friend, opie. I have no issue with Dymuntz yet, and would be open to working with her in general, but not if it comes at the cost of a friend.
So, I know that opie might not be able to respond to me right now, but I think he can still see my posts. Here is my message to him, publicly:
opie,
I don’t know why, but I have always had a soft spot for you. It started as a joke, calling you “bestie,” but it has turned into something deeper. I genuinely consider you a friend and an ally. Maybe I’m naive, maybe I’m too trusting- but I have always followed my gut, it’s something I pride myself on, and my gut says to trust you.
My gut also said that you have a deeper, kinder side to you. You proved that. Your kindness, encouragement, and belief in me brought me to tears and earned you my unwavering loyalty. You made me feel seen, so I try to return the favor and will continue doing so. I see you, opie. From one person at the edge to another, I see and understand you. I hope that I get an opportunity to stand alongside you on the edge.
Forever your bestie, Haley.
