I really, really hate horror movies, but they always seem to grab me with curiosity, and ooohhh.... how I regret starting this one with Binky.  It sucked me in, and then it started to make me feel weird, so I had to stop it after an hour.

Then I mentioned it to my sister, and she said Jake he watched it and it messed him up for several days.

So that freaked me out.

So I texted Jake and asked him if I should continue, and if he regretted watching it.

No regrets, but he said it gets worse.

I'm on the fence now.

It feels like I'm going to end up finishing it, out of curiosity... but if the end result is anything like what Paranormal Activity did to me, I'm in for quite a ride, and a bunch of regret for watching this.

It's by the same director that made Hereditary which I saw.  It made me feel empty inside and it was horrifyingly sad and desperate.

Why oh why do I do this to myself?