THIS CAN’T HOLD YOU BACK ANYMORE, YOU’RE DESTINED FOR SUCCESS! 🏆 

Thank you so much Tiffers! ❤️🥹🙏🏻

Just gonna put the spread I was looking at when you posted this. (After Tarot) Tower - star - death 6W - pageP - justice PageS - chariot - judgement And I was about to look for the meaning of justice + judgement since I know they’re two steps of the same process… last night I had a hugely spiritual experience. Channeled other beings and so much came out. And yes this is my situation…l thank you very much for this reading 🙏🏼

I love the image of the bird 🦅 with its wings sticking out of the cage flying 😂 I might need to paint it 😮🫣🫨🥲🫶🏻🙌🖖🏻

Omg I love it 😂 🦋 ☄️

@@ItsTarotAndBeyond Hi, Siobhan, so here’s the reading from my point of view, it may appear gloomy, but it isn’t to me: For as long as I remember I choke and freeze in front of people. Didn’t find a reason or a solution, spent a lot of energy hiding it and developped some unhealthy habbits to ease the fear. In between living the reality of life, I hid in a cocoon to dream away or wrote stories and made music. Being diagnosed with autism gave some relief since I’d be able to give people a reason why, if I’d collapse in front of them. But as autism is incurable, I stopped fighting it, and hid deeper in my cocoon when I could, sublimating my fear. I broke up with all my friends as I increasingly felt uncomfortable around them and decided to live only for my son, who is autistic as well. For him I did start living healthily (was 40 already when he was born), and became more creative. Forward wind to this reading. After my ‘Bazooka Butterfly’ comment, I choked and froze in front of my son (lol, so dramatic, right?). He filmed me while asking a silly question, nothing more. I was in shock and sank in dark self-pity for hours, untill I found a bit of strength to explain to him what had happened. We’ve always been very open about our autism and fears and he’s the sweetest and we adore eachother. The night after that (the night before last night), I dreamt about my late aunt (whom I associate with my anxieties) haunting me in a big house, untill she descended to the deepest under water basement to retrieve what I thought were statues. ‘No they’re just set pieces of a theatre stage we need to throw away’ she said. We climbed up a ladder high above the house with the pieces, and I woke up. One might think your reading triggered the freezing the day before yesterday. I think it was going to happen anyway and you strenghtened me to cope with it. You did that one reading in spite of your migraine, fluttering to the rescue with that enormous bazooka of yours. 😀 Stefan P.S.: I know this stuff is very personal, but I don’t mind it being here in this alley, unless there are reasons to delete it that I don’t know of, you decide. And no need to answer this message, I want to support you, not claim your attention. (Will become member when back form trip.)

And fucked than ever. I can’t write songs I let go, go back, I do work on music all day long on my weaknesses but nothing. I have no thing more to give, or find a normal job I don’t want that but I have no other choice. I want my life to end now. I won’t bother you again, I will not write another comment I’m sorry