I think you are being a little too stricked/harsh.
This is not a courtroom.
It is okay. I appreciate the feedback, and patience, and attitude adjustments I have received.
So the box of things she collected seemed to serve a purpose to me, to tie it all together. I am pretty sure that was the plan all along. There isn’t much to tell beyond that. It set my imagination in fire. I tried to use meditation. I tried to learn to astral travel, I sought to find ways to teach myself telekinesis, and Telepathy. I explored dreams and wrote down what I saw...
I used intuition, tried to explore the library of universal knowledge....
I looked for them... Searched crowds, hoping brunette would be there.
I wrote everything down, even if It was delusional, but thought that was understood, only to find out that It was being followed as if it were real...
So I labeled I as fiction, again and again, hoping to complete my journey... and I did.