How foolish of you

As a teenager I suffered from severe depression and formed a strong bond with the character Shrek and his outlook. Its sad but watching Shrek anthologies obsessively was the only thing that made me feel normal and it eventually took on something of an erotic fixation.

To avoid feeling like a sicko I drew pictures of Shrek with a womans(Think Fiona circa my rescue) body and Shrek's head, so that I was assured that my fixation wasn't with animals or repressed homosexuality. This Shrek/Fiona hybrid still had the same biting wit and acerbic outlook and tended to cut herself in self loathing while wolfing down an onion to fill the void after sleeping with drawings of a much more handsome and muscular version of myself. These drawings eventually evolved into erotic fanfiction starring Shrek and myself (In my head Shrek still has a womans body but someone reading the stories would think Im having sex with regular Shrek.) I killed off Lord Farquaad in a jealous rage, I didn't touch Donkey, I enjoy his companionship and don't mind if he watches.

The stories are your pretty basic wish fulfillment stuff, balanced with self loathing rants. I've been doing this near daily for years and I have a substantial amount of writing in a folder I keep buried in 8 different folders.

My girlfriend stumbled across them by accident when they came up in a search and is pretty freaked out. How can I show her I'm just a normal guy with a weird outlet for my psychological problems and not some kind of sicko?

Here is a small sample so you get the picture.

I looked at her as she lay on the floor crying, my satisfied cock dripped droplets of life juice on her toes, flaccid yet still distended, looking satisfied like a man who has just run a mile and is rewarding himself with a slice of pie.

She reached for the knife as she always did and sliced into her familiar wound, mumbling 'i hate you, i hate you'. Its your own worthless soul you hate, god hates us all and thats why he laughs, he created the world to laugh at our pain, now eat up! I kicked her in the stomach incapacitating her and as she doubled over forced a bowl of onions down her stupid throat, she coughed most of it up but I made her lick up every last drop as she cried the tears of an empty soul I found my cock get hard from her pain and went for her swamphole, rubbing her blood gushing forearm into her stupid face.

Donkey looked at me with a look of fear mingled with hatred but he new not to interfere, and I could tell by his donkey hardon that he didn't truly mind, she would suck him off later he knew for my amusement. I made her suck many people off, to gain friends in the community but mostly to humiliate her and destroy any self esteem she had left.

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