Lady Ravasha Witchhawk

Am I a Criminal?

Dear Diary:

My mind is a mess. I think elves and humans are spreading rumors about me. Or anyone really, however... I feel especially like the humans won't trust me because they think my people betrayed them when we left the Alliance. As far as I know? The Alliance wasn't helping us and we taught them their magics of the Arcane, Fire and Ice that they now love so much. Elves because... my family has been cast down from the popularity of nobility and disgraced publicly by The Convocation of Silvermoon. I cannot get these crazy, paranoid thoughts out of my head. Or thoughts that my dates are mocking me, calling me a woman of no morals and that they all... despise me. Do I despise myself too? Sadly to say, I do.

It all started when I was a child. The other children basically froze me out of all school activities and playing. We couldn't even pretend to be elven mommies and daddies because... I was too skinny, or too ravenous when I did eat, or too awkward looking. I wasn't the most attractive little girl. I only grew into my looks at 13. And then came the dates I did not want, the attentions I loved and craved and yet... I could never trust or get close to anyone. Why? Because they were spreading rumors and gossip about me.

I've seen over three therapists in my lifetimes. None of them have helped me get rid of these delusions of the mind. They just teach me new words to call them, new distractions and give new, useless pep talks. My teacher Selerra Sorrowsong helped me more than most of my therapists. Yet the new one might be better--She seems far more competent despite having just moved to Stormwind from Shadowforge City. A former Dark Iron Dwarf as my therapist? They... won't even trust me if I bring in meals for them or drinks?