#AND THE CHEATING JUSTIFICATION IM ACTUALLY CRYING
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You know, I did expect something like that. Kind of a social experiment — how much can burrites last without getting butthurt after someone dares to imply that burr is not the most attractive male in existence. The results aren't flattering — 20 minutes only and I am already getting threats. It's like watching animals in a zoo. Makes me horrified for the future of this country. The world. What has happened to America? Is this the peak of human intelligence? Talking about Burr's cock? I believe Thomas Jefferson had foreseen something like this, and he warned us. We didn't listen. Now the last sane people here have to pay for it. I'd ask you to think about what you're doing, but that'd imply you having something which can be used as a thinking instrument — and burrites commonly lack in this area. Moving on. You claim Hamilton wrote a pamphlet about cheating on his wife — congratulations, you can do simple reading and comprehension of the text presented. Want an applause? You're so talented, honey. Don't thank me, I'm just trying to make up for your childhood a bit; clearly you haven't heard that phrase often. Or gotten attention at all. Maybe that explains your next lack of critical thinking skills — yes, I am attracted to Hamilton even despite him cheating on his wife, because I can actually see people as multidimensional, and not as only black and white. One questionable deed does not make a man, especially when that deed is done in a state of unwellness and your mind clouded by seduction of a beautiful woman. Hamilton had countlessly made up for his unfortunate misstep, and if you fail to see this you should take some logistics classes you failed at school. Elizabeth Hamilton did not possess any "trust issues" towards her husband — quite on the contrary, she had done the right thing and forgiven him, setting us an example of true love between a man and his wife. Too bad in modern times we had strayed so far from it not even God can always guide us back on our rightful path. Lastly, I'd like to comment on how you call Hamilton a "pretty boytoy" as always, completely disregarding his intellectual capabilities and achievements. Typical. You also imply that he is not even pretty — a blatant lie, if you ever seen one. Maybe stop staring at at Burr's dick through your magnifying glass and look at Alexander's actual portrait for a change. If that isn't too hard for you. In addition, Hamilton can definitely throat more than your oh so beloved Burr. I'd bet on at least two cocks. Though, you can stay in your bubble still and refuse to admit that I'm right. May you find comfort in your ignorance. As long as this country stands.
Anon do you by any chance need a lithium prescription?
#ok now it’s time for the burr anon to respond I’m hosting a debate#anyway which poor persons body did Hamilton’s spirit possess to write this#AND THE CHEATING JUSTIFICATION IM ACTUALLY CRYING#anon
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I GIVE UP. (a secret open letter)
Hi. I know youre a morning person, and you're always busy everyday. especially on a Monday, and i really dont wanna rain on your parade, but given the situation, i just know na hindi ko na kaya patagalin pa to ng ilang araw, or iset aside nanaman. So im sorry if your first day of the week and your day itself starts off with this letter.
I also know na you dont really read my long messages and youre probably thinking, "Hay, ito nanaman si Mara and mga long letters nya." But im asking you to please read all of these. Alam ko pag gising mo you will shrug this off, and it's okay. who would want a buzzkill to start their day with, diba? Hehe but again, please. Please take time to read this and understand where this is all coming from. You can always save these messages to your vault and read it later kung nasa mood ka na, or if me time ka na. But please dont disregard this letter.
Anyway,
It's exactly 2:15 in the morning. I havent slept since i messaged you last night/kanina. I had to stop crying, and collect myself entriely, para kalmado ako (kanina kalmado actually ako. You just got scared na magstorm off ako, and turned off your phone. Pero thankfully, kalmado ako nun. And i guess thats a really good thing, kasi di na ako galit. But i guess that's also a sign na pagod na ako talaga.
So yeah, i needed to collect myself, hindi na ako umiiyak as i am writing this (but i probably will cry at the end or maybe even in the middle of writing of this letter! hehe) Nag relax muna ako from my last message sayo, doing nothing, because I needed to calm myself even more, kasi I wanted to write this letter, na yun nga, kalmado, that way, mas sure ako sa mga sasabihin ko, and sa magiging decisions ko.
Love, im giving up. This time it's for real. Ayaw ko na talaga. Alam ko ilang beses mo na narinig sakin yan. And i end up eating my words, as soon as you talk to me, throw me nice words, treat me with kindness. parang bigla nalang, "nabibihag" mo nanaman ako. Pero ayaw ko na love. Suko na ako. Surrender na ako. Matigas ka talaga. 😢 hehe And honestly, hindi ko na mafeel yung worth ko sayo. I feel useless, and i feel like im worth nothing to you because of these feelings, na matagal ko na nararamdaman, but i always choose to ignore. Kasi in denial ako. These are the red flags i'd like to let you know.
You never gave me any compromise.
Thats one thing i wanted to hear from you, never mo naman ginawan ng paraan. Parang tinatawanan mo lang yung hurt na nararamdaman ko. Never mo ginawan ng solusyon.
You dont give me an assurance.
Wala akong peace of mind. Im sorry pero, wala na akong trust. You lost my trust, i cant trust you, i wont trust you — kasi never mo naman ako pinafeel good, and never mo naman ako binigyan ng assurance na never mo na gagawin sakin na mahurt ako. Parang feeling ko never mo gnawa yun, kasi ikaw mismo sa sarili mo hindi mo masigurado na kaya mo.
I gave you a second chance , but you never valued that second chance.
Tandang tanda ko pa how you hurt me that night na nakita ko yung unang time na finollow mo yang nur aypha na yan. We talked about it sa Biton. You said sorry you cried. —- hindi ko akalain na ung cool guy lawrence would feel so guilty that day, and cry, and lunok his pride and say sorry to me. Sobra kong happy that moment kasi akala ko sobrang love mo ako. September 21 yun. DO YOU KNOW WHY DECEMBER 23 KO PA ULIT NA NALAMAN NA NEVER MO PALA INUNFOLLOW? Because i dont check you, i dont check your account because i trusted you. Sobra ko lang katrust sayo. Ganun ako kaconfident sa love mo sakin. Pero that december night na nalaman ko yun, it was my gut telling me na something’s up. And ever since then, HINDI NA AKO NATAHIMIK. Hindi ko akalain na yung time na akala ko ok ka, na nagsorry ka, na binigyan kita ng second chance, hindi ko akalain na in that span, may pa like like ka pa ng LAHAT ng pictures nya. As in every upload. Alam mo yung nasa isip ko? Isahan mo lang gilike lahat yun. Tapos nakita nya, na “uy may flood likes ako from an ex..” and thats already enough reason to start a conversation between you two. :”( or hindi ko alam kung lahat ba ng stories nya, gina reactan mo, kasi pala react ka sa stories. Dun mo nga ako una nakausap diba? Thats your conversation starter, and that fucking kills me. Yung thoughts na yun never ako pinatahimik. KAYA GSTO KO LANG NAMAN MAWALA SYA SA ACCT MO KSI HINDI KO NA ALAM ANO NA GINAGAWA MO. Hindi ko na alam ano na ginagawa nyo privately.
Kasi you have intentions. You had intentions when you kept liking her photos. Kasi MAY PINAGDAANAN na tayo na issue sakanya, but you still secretly kept liking her pictures. Up until your birthday, sya nasa isip mo while ako i was doing my best effort to make you feel happy. To surprise you. Lahat. Kaya pala when i asked you to come to mabini to get my bigger surprise, parang “ugh” ka pa na ano ba to. bat kelangan pa mag pnta pnta. Then until new year of 2021, kung d ko pa nahuli nung jan 7, nakalike ka pa and updated ka masyado sknya.
So hindi mo mwala sakin yun magisip ako ng , ah baka sa instagram stories ito naga landian itong dalawa. Thats why i dont have my peace of mind. Thats why i want you to remove her. Pero hndi mo magawa, hindi mo kaya.
You never adjusted even for a bit. Para sakin.
Para sa tao na dapat sana mas iniisip mo kung mahal mo tlaga.
Sobra kong selos kasi bakit ako, yung kinulang na sa oras sa buhay mo, yung pinipilit mag habol ng oras na nawala, bakit ako yung wala sa social media mo? Bakit ako hindi mo malagay jan, na yan lang yung isang way na makabawi tayo sa lost times natin. Bakit sila, mas nakikita mo yung everyday ig stories nila, yung personal life nila, mas ginapili mo na yun makita kesa updated ka sa simple things in my life na sana nakikita mo, nahahabol mo. Ung mga interests ko na sana alam mo. Yung mga interests mo na sana alam ko, na sana nadidiscover ko pa ngyon na nagahabol ako ng nawala na panahon? Na bawat ig story mo nakikita ko na “uy mahilig talaga si lawrence/mara ng ganto.” Or whatever. Pero wala e. Ung simple joys ko na ganun, you stripped that away from me Because you CHOSE to keep them instead. You chose them and still choose them to this day over me.
Di ko talaga alam bakit? Kasi
You blame me?
Blame me for fucking what?! Tangina. Lagi mo reason “o, ngayon alam mo na feeling ng di pinapakinggan?” Putang ina naman you pnly felt that for 2-3 days na nag matigas ako to not block an ex. Compare mo sa 2-3 months na nagmamatigas ka hindi ako pagbigyan. Fuck. That. Hurts.
And yung blame na yan, kung hindi mo yan maalis sa isip mo, even if i said sorry, even if pinagsisihan ko na, even if i did everything to change that, wala pa rin, then i think that’s also a reason na istop nalang din ito. Kasi yun yung gusto mo na justification sa actions mo, that one single thing na hindi ko naman pinalala, pero yun pa rin yung ginagamimt mo na dahilan to justify your actions, then i really think it’s time to stop na rin. Oo na, kasalanan ko nalang.
Love the very same reason bakit ayaw mo nagafollow sakin sila, o finafollow ko sila, THATS THE VERY SAME REASON BAKIT AKO NAGA PA BLOCK DIN SAYO. Kung ano yung pakiramdam mo ganun din yung akin. Pero bakit never mo kaya gawin for me yun? Yun yung hndi ko magets. Kung snasabi mo “wala dn man ako gnagawa” WELL GUESS WHAT? WALA DN AKO GINAGAWA, yet i blocked them para wala ka na maisip, THATS ME GIVING YOU YOUR PEACE OF MIND . Para matahimik isip mo and ma feel confident ka about me. E ikw nga MAY GINAGAWA NA.
Di ko talaga alam. Sabi nila it comes with age. Meron mga lalake na maaga nasstop yang stage na ganyan, meron din never na talaga. I dont care if you admire those tiktok type girls, lahat ng mga “wow” for guys. Pero pede nyo naman iappreciate yun without engaging anything with them. Pde mo naman daanan lng without clicking the heart button, or without reacting.
Pero un sa ex mo, tapos hindi pa malabong magkita kayo. Naku, no no na yun. Hindi ako magiging katulad ng asawa natin na nalulusutan natin.
But anyway,
that’s it. Surrender na ako. Masyado na talagang mababa yung tingin ko na worth ko sayo. Masyado na din mababa tingin ko sa sarili ko na naga makaawa ako sa SIMPLENG bagay na hindi mabigay sakin ng tao na nagasabi na mahal ako.
have your freedom, hindi naman kita prisoner. Baka isipin mo sobra pa ako sa asawa mo. Si R nga d naga ganto ganyan, si mara oa, HINDI NAMAN ASAWA. Well maybe because maybe i know you more? I know what youre capable of. You cheat pn ur wife with me, and she doesnt know that. So alam ko na, sya asawa mo kaya mo lokohin, ako pa kaya na kabit mo LANG. If youre gonna b with me, just stay loyal, and be honest. That's all i ask.
Yun lang.
I give up.
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Dont worry it’s not you who’s giving up. It’s me. I’ve given up. I’ve given up on hope and love na pjnipilit ko na meron tayo.
Kasi ang dami pa natin pagdadaanan, pero kung ganitong bagay lang hindi mo kaya macompromise for me, then might as well stop this. Pano nlng sa next challenges ? Iwan nlng ako sa ere kasi wala akong support system. So ayoko na dumating sa point na kawawa na ako masyado love. hehe
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Sometimes it takes an experience na masasaktan ka, or may mawawala sayo, for you to realize the value of something. “You never know what you got til it’s gone” kasi you take it for granted.
If youre gonna be with me, be with me all in. Make me feel secured. Give me that trust, kasi yun yung building block ng lahat ng relationships. I told you my deal. D na ako babalik sayo unless you remove that person in your life (na obvious na d mo magawa) Actually, simula ngyon ayaw ko na rin mag-asa. Kasi the more na tumatagal, mas sobrang sakit on my part. Kasi “bakit hindi maaksyonan agad?” Bakit kelangan pa patagalin.
The more you take time, the more it hurts. The more theyre in your life, tapos ako wala? The more it hurts. The more you keep them, the more you dont value my worth.
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I dont want to leave by giving each other wounds. Ayoko na dn matapos ito na puro away nalang. Thats why im giving up. Para wala na ako gnaisip na akin ka, na love mo ako kc i end up getting hurt.
PS: If youre gonna change, dont change for me. Change for yourself. I do believe people change. Yun yung kelangan ko linawin. If you are changing for me, then chances are baka bumalik ka lang sa dati mong ugali, or dati mong ginagawa, because ayaw mong magbago for yourself. If youre gonna change, that has to be for u. Kelangan nasayo yung “narealize ko how much i value my relationship, ayaw ko masira ulit to. Im not gonna give anyone a chance to ruin my relationship.” Because you know the value of this once in a lifetime love story. But if youre changing because naku, “baka magalit si Mara.” Then iba din yun. iba yung reason why youre changing. You might just go back to the way you were. I do believe that ppl can change. Yun lang minsan ang sad dun, it takes a painful experience, para matuto tayo ng leksyon.
Also, i just wanna ask you to not feel AWA towards me. Kasi hindi tama na anjan ka nlang kasi makaawa na ako. Leave that “awa” to me. Kasi ako honestly? Awang awa na ako sa sarili ko for stooping so low sa mga ginagawa ko. Awang awa na ako na i go through hell just to save and value this relationship.
Awang awa na ako na ang dami kong niririsk and pinagdadaanan only to come “home” to a relationship that cant show me my worth.
Parang hindi na tama yung pinagdadaanan ko , tapos ako yung simpleng bagay na hinihingi ko, d mabigay sakin. Unfair na yun. D na ko willing mapagod for nothing.
Pack up na ako, love. Youre only showing me na you dont wanna make it work anymore, and ako nlang yung lumalaban. And I dont think thats fair. but thats ok.
Im sorry, im gone from now on. I give up.
As for your obligations and responsibilities, this current problem/issue im dealing with — my pregnancy. Dont worry anymore na. Ayoko rin n nagastay ka lang kasi naawa ka sakin, or kasi you feel bad na naka take part ka sa pinagdadaanan ko ngayon. Wag ganun.
Wag mo nalang din ifeel na obligtion mo to. It’s not. Thankful ako anjan ka when i found out and helped me how to deal with it. So wala kna to feel guilty about. Know that im thankful. Sabi mo nga love diba 🥲 Strong girl ako, matapang ako.🥲 I just no longer want you involved in this. I’ll be on my own from now on.
Im not asking u to call na pala, kasi baka isipin mo ang toxic ko na kausap na umiiyak. Hehe
Goodbye. Sorry this has to come to this. Thank you sa lahat. Mahal na mahal kita, always. 😢
Mar 01, 2021/ 05:37am
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few points out of the way first
1. this post is gonna talk about alcoholism. my dad was/is an abuser and an alcoholic.
2. alcoholism is not a flaw in a persons morality or anything like that, addicts deserve to live safe stable fulfilling lives as much as anyone else, so if you think of using my trauma as justification for your hatred of addicts you can fuck offfff
3. this isn’t a callout. i just think this person is a dumbass and thats not exactly harmless, but its not dangerous either.
so. tumblr user girlfriendluvr, huh? yeah. they are incredibly popular and im guessing a lot of ppl who follow me follow them as well. again this isnt a callout so following them and me is like fine by me. i used to follow them too.
so there was this post (link)
the list was being violent, being quick to anger, not showering, cheating, etc. then there was
the comments were shitting on the article calling the demands “brutal”. this was their comment
to recap my father who was abusive was also an alcoholic. before i had even had a handful of crushes, as a young kid, i knew with absolute certainty that i did not want to marry an alcoholic. my mother after divorcing my dad did not want to date anyone who was an alcoholic or enjoyed drinking to get drunk.
so to me that comment was a slap to the face. it was basically calling me out on not wanting to date an alcoholic. my first instinct was to argue against it, but then i decided to not to. i still however believed that not wanting to date an alcoholic was a valid choice for a person to make. and i cried about it to my girlfriend. cried thinking of my father. crying for what me and my family had to endure.
why i did not argue against them on whether or not it is acceptable to not want to date an alcoholic?
well, for the obvious reasons. addicts are treated poorly by society, they are as a group oppressed. it is bad to be against dating a person because they are a part of an oppressed group, that is obvious.
so while i did feel the way i did i was also full of self doubt. was i wrong, was i being immoral in not wanting to date an alcoholic? i asked myself that question in earnest. i do geniunely care for fellow peoples well being and i am against oppression, so it was my moral duty to ask myself that, even if the answer was
it is completely fine for anyone to not include alcoholists in their dating pool.
all people are fully responsible for their actions when they are intoxicated. being intoxicated affects your thoughts and behaviours, alcohol has a real concrete effect on the human body.
people when they are intoxicated will become more self centered, more rude and thoughtless, more physically confrontational and violent.
an alcoholic is a person who will often be intoxicated, meaning that they will often be emotionally and physically violent.
not all alcoholics are abusers.
but all alcoholics will be often intoxicated and act the way intoxicated people do, which ranges from unpleasant to dangerous.
it is not morally wrong to not want to let into your life a person just based on not wanting to deal with an intoxicated person alone. but there is also the fact that there are alcoholics that are also abusers, and when an abuser is an alcoholic it makes the abuse more violent and makes it less likely for the victims to recognize that they are being abused.
a person who is violent will be more violent when they are intoxicated.
a person who is violent when intoxicated will more likely be excused for being violent when intoxicated.
but all people are fully responsible for their actions when intoxicated.
and alcohol affects the way a person acts.
not wanting to be in a relationship who is intoxicated a lot is fully understandable and not condemnable.
basically in that comment girlfriendluvr was moralizing over people making a morally ok choice to make AT BEST. at worst she is judging victims of abuse for not wanting to face more abuse or retraumatizing themselves.
what was girlfriendluvrs crime here?
besides making me cry? just being fully fluent in ideas of social justice but trying to apply it in an inappropriate place, showcasing that they actually lack understanding on what oppression for alcoholics is. annoying holier-than-thou attitide basically.
this post, that comment they made, stuck with me for several months and the reason why it was 100% bullshit has slowly gathered in my mind and i really needed to just.... put it out there.
im not @-ing them bc it was draining enough to write this. itd be cool if they like rethought their comment and learned something about how alcoholism affects the alcoholip persons family, but im too tired. if you wanna bring this up with them tho go ahead.
*stop reading at this if you dont wanna read a description of pedophilia in anime*
one last thing is that i used to follow them but unfollowed them not after this post, but way later when i decided to watch revue starlight. girlfriendluvr has since the airing of the first episode been advertising revue starlight as a good show, encouraging people to watch it and comparing it as a better anime than madoka.
madoka is an anime with multiple problems in its content but at the very least madoka does not have a scene where a teenage girl is shown washing her body and all of the girls boob except nipples are shown.
so the fact that they did not even once thought to mention “oh btw the show is also total pedo bait” made me realize that they seriously lack some critical thinking skills and i hit that unfollow
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loooooong survey
Childhood
Did you spend your childhood time with mostly real or imaginary friends?: real. I spent most summers/half terms with my cousins and my neighbour’s grandkids. Did people consider you an odd child?: not odd, just shy Do you have memories that go back to when you were only a few months old?: nope Do you remember any thoughts you had when you where very young?: not really nope
Were they intricate or simple thoughts?: probably simple but I can't remember
If you answered “intricate”, give an example of one of those thoughts: n/a
Were you dreams very vivid as a child?: yes, still do. I also used to get really bad night terrors a lot as a kid What is the strangest memory you have from early childhood?: can't think of anything strange.. Were you a child prodigy or did you display any gifts at a young age?: I drew a lot, but I was no prodigy What was the most “grown-up” thing you ever said as a child?: I have no idea What were your favourite TV shows in early childhood?: I grew up on Fairly Odd Parents, Rugrats, Tracy Beaker Were you afraid of monsters?: yes, especially zombies Did you believe that fictional characters were real?: yes Were you more quiet and artistic or loud and physical? quiet and artistic Issues and stuff Do you eat meat?: yup, but only beef, chicken and bacon/sausage If you do, what is your justification for it?: I dont feel I need to justify it, just like I wouldn't expect a vegetarian to justify why they dont eat meat. each to their own. If you could legalize 3 things in the US, what would they be?: I dont live in the US, I dont really know their laws and I dont really care Do you believe in the death penalty?: nope Did Mumia do it?: do what..? If you had a choice, which country would you have chosen to be born into?: I like that im English, I just wish I was born in a different part of England cause Birmingham is a shit hole What are your opinions of Michael Moore?: I dont know who that is Describe your feelings about marijuana legalization: I think it should be for those who need it for medical stuff Red, White and Blue is a ghastly color combination, right?: nope What television news coverage do you detest the most?: all of it, I dont watch the news What will you do if Bush is re-elected? Im British, I dont care Which state do you think will drop off into the ocean first?: idk Who do you consider “American Heros”? I feel like these questions are very aimed at Americans Completely Obtuse And Silly Questions Have you ever taken something apart just to see how it worked? yes Do you ever yell at the television while you are alone? Reason?: not yell, but talk to the telly yeah. and not even just while im alone. Name a few things (if any) that you bought on Ebay recently: I cant remember the last time I bought something off eBay Are the Muppetes sinister? Think about it.: nope... o.O Do you watch the Science Channel (Discovery) on a regular basis?: no ive never watched it Ever gotten into an “in person” argument with a total stranger? Discuss: yup. basically I was at this event thing where they had boats and pretty floating lights and shit on a river. we had waited all day to see them and when they were finally coming past we couldn't see them because it was so crowded and there was a “security guy” stood in the way. There was kids infront of me who kept saying they couldn't see because of him so I yelled “MOVE” and he turned around and started arguing with me. Long story short, he eventually moved out the way and found a space where he wasn't blocking anyones view and the people around me thanked me. I felt so awkward after cause im not a confrontational person at all but I was so tired & irritated that I just snapped. Sugar or Honey?: Sugar What’s on your desk right now?: im not sat at my desk atm How many e-mails do you recieve a day?: about 20 Do you think that time travel is a possibility?: no Are you slightly addicted to online tests and surveys?: not addicted, I just enjoy doing them to pass time San Francisco or New York City?: ive never been to either, but I would like to go to New York What are your favorite color combinations?: grey and light blush pink looks nice Close your eyes and type the first random image that pops into your head: I cant because im listening to hairspray so thats all I can see right now Do you enjoy night or day better?: depends what im doing Favorite animal: Dogs Have you ever been to a protest?: Nope, but ive ended up in the same place as a protest was taking place and it was horrible Aggravated a cop on purpose?: No Ever gone train hopping/ridden the rails?: Nope If you could choose a time period in which to live, which would it be?: I’m fine with this one Ever put your hand through a window?: no List a few words you hate the sound of: the c word And a few you like the sound of: idk Are you sick of this survey yet? not really Emotions And Such Have you attempted suicide more than once?: No Cutting?: Yes Do you get violent when you are angry?: Not with people, just with myself or just like throw stuff on the floor like a brat Which emotion are you most consumed by?: fear Are you highly emotive?: Yes Do you discuss problems or keep them to yourself?: keep them to myself, and if I do discuss them I downplay or make jokes Do you fall in love easily?: not in love, but I do fall for people too easy What age/year was the most difficult for you?: around ages 19-now How do you channel your anger/sadness?: shut myself away and cry Ever been addicted to alcohol or drugs?: No
Ever been homeless?: No List a few simple things that make you happy: playing sims, Tumblr, theatre When were you most recently your happiest?: hanging out with nick and Addison the other day Do you consider yourself empathetic?: yes Friends Do you have friends that are drastically different from each other?: my main group of friends is only like 3 people and they have their differences but not drastic differences List a few key traits that all of your friends have in common: my friends are all into gaming, watching films & eating Do you keep in touch with friends from high school?: yes, two of my best friends are from school Have you lost touch with many of your friends?: almost everyone I become friends with end up losing touch in the end but ive been friends with Addison for 10 years and Rhys for 20 years Are they mostly local or long distance?: local When you go out with friends, what kinds of things do you do?: usually go to the arcade, cinema and get food Have you ever been betrayed by a close friend?: yes If yes, are you still friends with that person?: no Are your friends mostly your age, younger or older?: rhys & Addison are 23, nick is 25, I am 22
Do you have a hard time making friends because most people bore you?: no, I have a hard time making friends because im socially awkward Do you like to hang out with friends one-on-one or in groups?: groups, it takes the pressure off in conversations Which of you online friends do you have the most in common with?: I dont have any online friends Family Are you close to your family?: yes What traits are you glad you inherited from them?: faithfulness & a good sense of humour What sitcom does your family most remind you of?: I cant think of anything other than that me and my mom are a lot like Miranda and her mom from the sitcom ‘Miranda’ Does your family live locally or far away?: local Have you ever stopped speaking to someone in your family?: yes Have either of your parents died?: no, thank god Is your family very much like you or are you opposites?: a lot like me How many siblings do you have?: one older sister Has your family ever thrown food at each other?: yes, every christmas season we throw chocolates at each other from the Quality Street or Roses tins Are the holidays a nightmare or a time of joy?: I love Christmas Day and I normally love christmas shopping but this year I found it all very stressful because I was so busy at the theatre and I had no money to buy gifts Do you look like your parents?: ive been told I do List one interesting fact about your family: apparently my dads side of the family is descended from royalty Lovers Gay, Straight, Bi-sexual or no idea?: Straight Married/partnered?: Single Ever gone out with someone you were embarrassed to be seen with?: no Ever broken someones heart?: someone I “dated” in infant school told me when we reunited in senior school that I broke his heart. but I didn't actually do anything so I dont know where he got that from How many serious relationships have you had?: none Have you ever lusted obsessively over someone you knew you couldn’t have?: not obsessively lusted, but I have fancied guys that I knew nothing could ever happen. Do you believe in the theory of soulmates?: yes Ever cheated?: No Been cheated on?: No Thrown someones stuff out on the lawn/stairs/etc.?: Nope Had your stuff thrown out on the lawn/stairs/etc.?: Nope Most important emotional qualities of a lover?: someone who makes me feel happy and can make me smile, makes me feel comfortable, is caring, trustworthy, honest, affectionate Most important physical qualities?: I dont think physical qualities are super important but I do fall for peoples eyes & smile Food & Drink Non-alcoholic beverage of choice: cherry coke or caramel hot chocolate Alcoholic beverage of choice: cider Foods you crave on a regular basis: chocolate
Salsa and Chips or Pita and Hummus?: neither Meat or Tofu?: Meat Soup or Salad?: soup Soda or Juice?: Soda Can I get you anything else?: You didn't get me anything..? :’) Favorite candy:: chocolate in general Favorite food to make: lasagne
Food brand that you hate?: idk Do you try to buy all organic?: nope Favorite fast food?: mcdonalds Final Questions Ever had a great song ruined for you after it was used in a commercial?: yes
Ever yelled at an SUV?: nope A Hummer?: Nope Ever faked being sick to get out of going somewhere?: yes If you could turn back time and change one thing, what would it be?: stay in college Bambi or Nemo?: Nemo List 3 things that are worrying you right now: 1, money. 2, a meeting I have to go to next week that im absolutely dreading. 3, I have this constant annoying anxiety that tells me my friends dont actually like me and that I get on everyones nerves. Do you think you’ll ever have children if you don’t already?: not my own now, but I hope to adopt Do you think there is life on other planets?: no Have you ever broken a leg or arm?: nope Would you rather stay in the house or do things outside: depends on my mood David Letterman or Jay Leno?: I dont know who they are Last words?: Bye
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just to keep track of this
verbal
insulting things she knew I liked or was insecure about as a “joke”, especially my body
constantly insulting my intelligence and saying that she’s never met anyone as stupid as me, including saying that nobody else did things I did (e.g choking on spit occasionally)
speaking to me in a demeaning way (“go be a good little bitch and do X” “you can give me £xx for that since you’re using it” “know your place, bitch”)
Angrily criticizing me for things that weren’t my fault (and in a lot of cases were actually her fault)
telling me she doesn’t want control of me despite her actions completely contradicting that
calling me a nympho if i showed any kind of sexual interest, and occasionally telling other people that i was to try to embarrass me (like veda/stacey)
yelling at me for petty things like if I got water on the worktop after washing up
calling me a man or saying I was manly to me/others, or referring to me as a troll or a hog
saying i was too sensitive if i said i didnt like her shouting at me/calling me names etc and she was just being “brutally honest” because i wouldnt listen to her otherwise
calling me a narcissist
calling me arrogant if i didnt listen/disagreed with her
saying i had selective hearing when i genuinely didnt hear her say something (she may not even have said it and just been fucking with me)
bringing up ancient grievances at every opportunity (e.g when i gently tried to suggest that she might be a hypochondriac because its not normal to constantly want to go to the hospital)
making threats about hitting me if i did something she didnt like
shouting at me for crying if she’d upset me
deliberately saying nonsensical shit to win arguments since it cant be argued with (word salad)
having to win at absolutely everything and generally being adversarial
telling me that i can do things/that she wont stop me but then getting jealous and angry making it too difficult to continue
calling me arrogant and saying i was deliberately ignoring her if i didnt hear her because i was concentrating on something on my phone, usually followed by threatening to smash it
Telling me I was a cunt
Being deliberately transphobic to try and upset me
Saying my haircut made me look like I had downes syndrome
physical
hitting me for fun and then telling me it didn’t hurt and I was a pussy, even if bruises formed afterwards and were pointed out to her (she just continued to deny doing it or laughed at me)
holding me down and forcing medication into my mouth, giving me a panic attack so severe she thought i was having an anaphalactic reaction and called 999
Forcing me to drink herbal cough medicine that tasted vile because she said it was the only one that worked for me, even when I didn't really have a cough
using her security training to restrain me for no good reason other than to demonstrate her strength, while telling me I was weak
not allowing me to, or making it too difficult for me to make my own food choices leading to me putting on a huge amount of weight
controlling my medication/using it as an excuse to gaslight me (“these meds are making you act like a cunt, im taking you to get them changed” if I said no or disagreed with her, dictating when i took them/what dose i took, telling me certain medications wouldnt work for me because they didnt work for her and that the prescriber didnt know what they were talking about)
picking her stank-ass belly button and holding me down and forcing her fingers up my nose (what the fuck)
biting me hard enough to leave marks
controlling when i was allowed to sleep and getting angry and calling me lazy if i was tired, but also often waking me up throughout the night insisting that i was snoring and had to turn over /go sleep on the couch
forcing me to sleep under a duvet even though i sleep badly with them and making a big fuss if i refused
“jokingly” burning me with a lighter (though not inflicting actual burns)
Sitting on me to the point of restricting my airways
Pulling my hair
sexual
holding me down and sucking/biting my neck painfully hard even when I was yelling at her to get off of me and had warned her beforehand not to do that because i hated it and it hurt me (and insisting that it wasn’t hurting me, then mocking me/being angry afterwards)
deliberately giving me love bites against my will in places i couldn’t hide them, especially if i was due to see my family to try to embarrass me
telling me that it was my own fault for not being relaxed enough if I wanted to stop penetration because it was hurting and continuing despite my discomfort; getting angry/frustrated if I continued to say no/still didnt enjoy it to the point where i had to wait until I couldn't take it any more to get her to stop
saying that the reason I couldn’t orgasm from sex with her was because I masturbated too much and “banning” me from it for months at a time, then accusing me of not following orders and lying to her if i still couldnt orgasm
putting me on a “sex ban” if I didn’t do what she wanted in day to day life
saying inappropriate things to others, including my parents, alluding to our sex life
having inappropriate conversations about my body with the elderly man we were caring for in front of me, despite knowing that he had sexually assaulted me in the past
angrily insisting that she knew what she was doing and I didn’t have to tell her if I tried to communicate about how things felt
insisting that she had brought me to orgasm when she hadn’t, and that she knew because she could “taste the difference” and I must just not have felt it because my body didn’t work right, to the point that I believed her and thought there was just something wrong with me
insisting that “all /none of the other girls I’ve been with were like that” to try and guilt me about things I had no control over (genital appearance etc)
financial
making me spend the weekends (friday to monday) with her but complaining that I used all her electric/water/etc. when challenged about how much it was actually costing she said i didn’t know anything about how much things cost because “mummy and daddy had always paid everything for me”, and wouldn’t stop being nasty/aggressive until I gave in
making me buy her food shopping with my savings /using my savings as a free resource to be dipped in to at any time when she had spent her own money
making me buy her things or contribute towards buying things for her flat (hundreds regularly) through guilt /empty promises of repayment/getting me stuff when i moved out
telling me that I only give a shit about money and that I’m obsessed with it if I tried to say no to any financial demands
pressuring me to pay for holidays for us on the understanding that she would provide the spending money, but using her benefits payment instead of saving up for it so I ended up having to give her more money after the holiday so she could still eat/pay bills
not bothering to pay her bills/debts, knowing that it would worry me and that i would end up paying them off for her
buying me presents I didn’t want or need as a way to control me (either through guilt or just buying me things like tracksuits that she knew i didnt want to wear but would feel obligated to because she wanted to control how i dressed), but then getting the money off of me for them to pay for her bills etc as she had run out
becoming angry if I tried to donate anything she had bought for me, including things like children’s toys that she insisted I needed for my “autism”
pressuring me to buy ostentatious gifts (e.g nintendo switch, televisions) for her niece and nephew, usually in the range of hundred of pounds, and then taking credit for it as if she had spent her own money (her justification for this was that she had already spent all of her own money on presents /food /etc for me)
refusing to save/claiming she couldnt save and was “happy as long as she had a fiver in her pocket” because money didnt matter to her, to the point that she had no savings and my family and i had to help her buy furniture etc for her flat
psychological/emotional
being nasty about aspects of my appearance until I gave in and changed it (e.g piercings, hair)
pretending that she had no control over her temper, to the point that she claimed to have “blackouts” of rage where she would come round having seriously injured someone but have no memory of it
telling me it was creepy that I kept my pets ashes and threatening to get rid of them/saying i wasnt bringing them with me when i moved in with her
accusing me off loving my pets more than I loved her, despite causing me to be unable to bond with them properly due to the constant stress I was under
telling other people embarrassing /personal things about me that she found funny, usually in front of me, to try and embarrass me
smugly telling me “I know you better than you know yourself” at every opportunity and generally eroding my sense of self
belittling my likes /interests and replacing them with what she wanted me to like /be interested in - everything from clothes to food to shower gel to music to who I was friends with
trying to convince me to use sperm donated from a fucking facebook page like some kind of insane person
planning to use me to have a child and then send me off to work so she could stay at home on her arse for the rest of her life but framing it as “you can go have a career and ill take care of the baby :)”
accusing me of cheating on her constantly with anyone she perceived as a threat to my obedience (e.g regan, sophie), despite her being the one constantly texting her exes (which i never had a problem with because i trusted her for some goddamn reason)
not allowing me to make friends with anyone she didn’t like and lying to me about them/their motivations to turn me off of them (she claimed to be a good judge of character) - again, regan and sophie
lying constantly in general but making it so that disagreeing with her or calling bullshit would make my life hell and it would get brought up weeks or months down the line
constantly telling me my breath stank (nobody else has ever said that and my dentist literally said my teeth are perfect last time i went), claiming it was because i only drank water and that wouldnt hydrate me (????) and constantly forcing me to drink tea or lucozade (neither of which i would drink given the choice) in large quantities
constantly talking about her work history and forensic history with a sense of pride(assault with intent, gbh, abh, criminal damage, etc etc) and about how badly she’d hurt people in the past, I think to leave me in no doubt as to her capabilities
warping my perception of reality by aggressively denying that things had/hadn’t happened, to the point that I didn’t know what was real and became dependent on her to tell me
using love as a means of control (“you’re meant to love me, I’m your girlfriend” if I tried to assert boundaries/did anything she perceived as insubordinate etc)
bagging up any belongings (except the stuff she wanted to keep for herself) I had at her flat and saying we were over and to come get my shit if I wasn’t obeying her enough
getting suspicious/irritated if I tried to take a bath or use the toilet with the door closed
constantly accusing me of hiding things from her
forcing me to strip naked to allow her to check my body for evidence of self harm
making me use her dirty bath water if I needed one, to “save water” (despite already taking money from me for the water bill)
trying to make me suspicious of the mental health professionals in charge of my care and make them seem untrustworthy or that their opinion was worthless (e.g saying they were wrong about my Dx, therapy won’t work for me, “you don’t have to do every little thing your care coordinator tell you to do it’s just SUGGESTIONS, they’re just trying to control you” etc)
insisting on coming to all my appointments with me so i didnt get to speak to anyone on my own
trying to control my family relationships, e.g making me phone my parents but ensuring that she was there to witness whatever was said, to the point that my family were afraid to voice their concerns about the relationship in case i cut contact with them
constantly posting cringey “romantic” bullshit on Facebook, including buying flowers etc for the sole purpose of showing off what a great girlfriend she was, and becoming angry if I didn’t respond in exactly the right way (not enough kisses etc) for “making her look a cunt ”
getting her niece and nephew to call me auntie lauren and constantly referring to me as her wife from only a few months into the relationship so that i would feel more committed than i was and less able to leave
blaming me and getting angry if the flowers she bought me died too early
getting angry if I didn’t sleep with the multitude of teddies she’d brought me/have them on display at all times and angrily demanding to know why she had wasted her money
constantly telling me that I was doing the things she had to me to do like an idiot, e. g hanging up washing, and taking it down and redoing it in a way that was not discernibly different
always threatening to break up with me if I didn’t toe the line, saying there was no point in us being together and that she didnt need me and wouldnt miss me, and that shed finally have less stress and a tidy flat
saying i was hard work and belittling my intelligence if i asked her how she wanted me to do one of the really specific chores she would make me do
badly neglecting her fish by not performing water changes or removing dead fish to the point that they would literally all die before going out and getting a load more, but not letting me care for them instead despite me pleading her and buying things to make it easier for her to do (e.g an expensive water testing kit that would have lasted her years); getting angry at me if i went behind her back to try to care for them by waking up early to do a water change etc and accusing me of being a smartarse for thinking i knew more about fish than she did when i literally studied animal management at college and actually did know more than her
using me like a slave to clean up her flat/do her washing up/take her mountains of rubbish out by angrily telling me that I had made the mess the previous weekend so she had left it waiting for me (this eventually lead to her having nearly 30 bags of months old rain soaked waste on her balcony one winter that she made me take down myself because “the rubbish is YOUR job and it’s your rubbish too, Ive only ever asked you to do one thing for me and you’re so lazy you won’t even do that blah blah blah”)
telling me to do important things “later” in a way that was framed as her being nice but was actually just more convenient for her /she knew would result in the thing not getting done because she didnt want me doing it
repeatedly breaking my toilet in Nelson House by insisting on flushing her tampons down sand saying that thats what you’re supposed to do, to the point that the toilet was eventually removed, then telling everyone I broke it by having a big shit. as sharing toilets was a mental health difficulty for me I had to suffer for months before being able to move rooms because of this
washing one of my outfits in with her own washing, acting all nice and then later saying that because she had done that for me I had to do a mountain of housework for her
making me go to a&e with her constantly (multiple times a week sometimes) and getting very angry at me if I tried to point out that she didn’t need to go; expecting me to go along with whatever lies she told people about what happened (e.g saying her blood pressure was extremely high and dangerous when it had come back completely normal)
forcing me to spend the weekends at her flat whether I wanted to or not, to the extent that my housing benefit and tenancy at nelson house was put at risk
alternately praising and demeaning my support worker depending on what she had advised me about our relationship (she was leas friend/flying monkey and would switch between saying lea was abusing me and that she was good for me)
making false accusations to the police and sanctuary about me “watching videos of babies being raped” on the darkweb in an attempt to get me to kill myself because i was starting to break away from her control
breaking up with me because i sent someone she didnt like a text after being banned from talking to her all weekend
banning me from talking to people and constantly checking to see if i was or not
taking an “overdose” (it was 25mg of diazepam lol) to try and get me to go crawling back to her
saying that I snored and forcing me to use all kinds of expensive and extremely uncomfortable anti snoring medication /devices, and then usually waking me up in the middle of the night and kicking me out anyway (but getting offended if i suggested sleeping separately from the start)
acting indifferent to my presence and alternating between saying she loved me and that she didn’t need me and wouldn’t miss me if i was gone
forcing me to disclose traumatic things even if I said i wasn’t comfortable speaking to her about it (guilt trips), and then using those things against me/miraculously having the same thing happen to her but ten times worse
gossiping about me with one of my support workers and using that support workers opinion to give legitimacy to her attempts to control my decisions
making me sleep next to the open bedroom door (in her usual spot) when i was unwell despite knowing it terrified me
blaming my behavior on diagnosis she had given me herself (“it’s your autism/bipolar” etc) and insisting i didnt have bpd because “thats just what they diagnose you with when they dont know what to do with you”
making me give her massages/wash her hair and body/squeeze her back spots/shave her legs /cut her toenails for her more or less every night and getting aggressive/sulking if i didnt want to
blaming physical ailments (that she demonstrably didn’t have and who’s severity /presentation changed on a very convenient basis) as an excuse to make me do things for her
putting me under huge amounts of pressure to perform “correctly” for her at all times or be harshly berated, ultimately driving me to attempt suicide several times because there was no escape from her nastiness
telling me that her family didn’t like me /disapproved of our relationship if she couldn’t get her own way and saying they wanted her to leave me because I was x y or z
Repeatedly telling a story about her dad (who has a violent history and had been in prison for attempted murder) threatening to burn down an ex girlfriends workplace and finding it hilarious that her ex was too scared to go to work for weeks
dismissing my concerns about anything as not a big deal or getting angry about me bringing them up, even serious things (e.g a sexual assault)
deliberately provoking me when I had told her to stop because my mental health was bad and i didnt feel able to control my reactions, because she enjoyed the drama /going to the hospital /getting attention from playing the long suffering loyal girlfriend role
only ever treating me with kindness if I had made a suicide attempt/done something dangerous to myself, and then using that against me later (”you put me through hell and im still always there for you so why cant you x y or z”)
blaming her being “in crisis” on me/my poor mental health (and not even being in crisis to begin with)
never saying sorry for hurting me, ever, even when proven “wrong” about something in front of impartial third party who insisted she should apologize for it
getting angry at me for googling any of the ridiculous things she said if I wasn’t sure it was accurate
making me go to a&e/doctors /mental health team when I didn’t want or need to be there because she enjoyed the attention she received as my partner
being angry at me for bring “constantly” on my phone and accusing me of texting other people instead of paying attention to her/whatever was on tv
getting angry if I didn’t want to watch whatever she was watching on tv (she would still be watching it but would get angry if I didn’t pay enough attention)
constantly trying to one-up me with her mental health/dismiss my concerns about how i was feeling and calling me self-centered because she had everything so much worse but was still “getting on with it”
demanding that i always answer the phone to her, and calling multiple times a day to keep tabs on me, usually keeping me talking for 2-3 hours daily whenever i wasnt staying at hers. it got to the point that it was pointless for me to try to do anything because i would start and then she would interrupt. if i didnt answer she would continually call the office claiming to be worried about me
trying to stop me from drinking, going to the extent of telling my parents she thought i had a drinking problem (i objectively didnt) because she didnt want me to spend time with a housemate she was jealous of because we actually had fun
expecting me to drop everything even when I was unwell to help care for an elderly man (who at one point sexually assaulted me), including regularly cleaning up urine/feces from the walls/floor because she didnt want to do that part, despite me saying that we werent trained and didnt have the correct ppe, and if we kept going above and beyond for him social services werent going to put a proper care plan in place for him. includes countless hours at hospital etc
buying me a shirt with a a swear word printed prominently on it and getting angry when I said it would be inappropriate to wear to a care home in case they kicked me out, and forcing me to do it anyway because she wanted brian (old man) to see it
lying about the value of gifts she’d brought me as a means of control/guilt (e.g earrings that she’d told me were £60, getting angry when i accidentally damaged one but when i went to get one fixed the guy said they weren’t worth more than £10 and would cost more to repair than replace)
insisting she couldn’t wait to rehome our cats (and taking the money for them despite the fact that i paid for them and their stuff) and giving them to a stranger despite knowing it would be a matter of weeks before i would be in a position to take them myself, because she couldn’t be bothered to look after them
deciding that we were getting guinea pigs (i wanted something else) and saying that caring for them would be split equally with one belonging to her and one to me, and that she would take them with her when she moved out, but only ever cleaning them once and then leaving me to care for them exclusively
complaining and calling me needy whenever i tried to show any kind of affection
accusing me of not trusting her when i did implicitly like an idiot
blaming all the problems in the relationship on me and whenever i brought up something that was upsetting me telling me that i did it to her too but worse
taking credit for me “getting gobby”/becoming less introverted and saying she was a good influence on me, despite having nothing to do with it (and that not being true, I was just settling in to the house)
having to sit in darkness because she wouldn’t let me open the blinds because she said having them open would damage her tv
if i was ever angry/irritated saying i was “hangry” and taking the piss, encouraging me to comfort eat and then acting smug when it calmed me down
saying that she hopes my friend dies and that she deserves to die when she was in a coma
trying to turn a mutual friend against me after she broke up with me, to the point that the friend refused to repeat what she'd said but told me she was dangerous and to stay away from her
expecting me to drop everything and make her cups of tea whenever she wanted, and making me remake them if they weren’t perfect /getting angry if I said i was busy
particularly saying i had to remake tea because it tasted like soap because i hadnt washed her cup up properly (she would use the same mugs continually until they were absolutely filthy and then leave me to wash them when i was there), often after I definitely had washed them properly but she just wanted to keep me in my place
playing on my fears (of guilt, abandonment etc)
convincing me to change my mind about what i wanted through compliments etc (e.g saying i looked much better wearing whatever she wanted me to wear)
expecting me to know what she wanted at all times without being asked and generally to be able to read her mind, and getting angry and claiming that i should know what she wanted because i was her girlfriend and that she always knew what i wanted and did everything for me blah blah blah
getting angry when i suggested couples therapy and saying it would be pointless because i would just blame everything on her
accusing me of “thundering around” and having heavy footsteps when i was just walking normally so I got so paranoid i had to tiptoe everywhere
refusing to clean up to the point that she got cockroaches, then refusing to acknowledge that it was because she kept leaving dirty dishes etc out and blaming it on her neighbours or on me, and then refusing to do anything about it so i had to pay for the poison and put it out repeatedly etc and make sure I cleaned up after her every time I came over so they wouldn't keep coming back
getting extremely frustrated when trying to accomplish simple tasks (usually diy related) but getting really angry and me when i offered help and accusing me of thinking she was an idiot (she was being an idiot a lot of the time, not reading instructions/using powertools in dangerous ways etc). it was scary and she would sometimes break things that i had bought out of frustration if she couldnt get them to work right (the cat cage & ball track toy for example)
refusing to prepare at all for when she moved out of nelson house so i had to do it, and then refusing to unpack her stuff at the other end in the hope that i would do that too
refusing to let me report an incidence of child abuse that happened in a neighbouring flat to hers because she was friends with the father and said the child deserved it
refusing to let me take the bus at times (she did pay for taxis for me but given the amount of money she took from me i might as well have been paying for them) even when i wanted to and acting like by not giving me a choice she was doing me a favour. in retrospect i think she wanted to know that i was going straight home
always asking me where i was, who i was with and sometimes accusing me of lying about it, either way trying to make my life hell
trying to encourage me to stay on my own and ignore my housemates but phrasing it in a cutesy way (just make a cup of tea and shut your door and have a nice night to yourself without any drama) so it sounded less like she was trying to be controlling
ringing me every night to confirm that i was in bed when i said i would be and making me video call her if she didnt believe me
telling me gossip about mutual friends that wasnt even true because she loved the drama (e.g saying venetias children had died because they had been born deformed)
constantly slagging off her exes and telling fantastical stories about how they broke up/stalked her/abandoned her/abused her and about the triumphant ways she got back at them
generally always telling incredibly unbelievable stories that made her look either “good” (e.g “taking down a squaddie in front of his mates”, sleeping with a nurse while both on duty) or made her out to be the illest (claiming to have had a psychotic break, coughing up a kidney stone)
virtue signalling with brian while also being controlling towards him/explaining things to him in a way that he would do what she wanted/saying “oh he won’t mind, he’d tell us to do it if he were here” when she used his card to buy us lunch etc (yeah he probably would have but that isnt the point)
getting angry if i ever discussed our relationship with anyone else, saying it was none of their business/i was trying to make her look like a cunt; telling me not to tell anyone after she did horrible things
promising things about the future and then never delivering any of it
saying that she wouldnt be the one carrying our children, trying to tell me that getting sperm from facebook was safe and generally treating me like a walking uterus
ending lies/false promises with “you know i will/do/am” to try and enforce to me that she was telling the truth
telling me to cancel holidays id paid for/not come over/generally throwing her toys out of the pram when she couldnt get her own way
forcing me to watch murder documentaries, usually about women being murdered by their partners, and getting way too in to it in a way that was a bit creepy
telling me my menstrual cup was disgusting and trying to force me to use tampons instead
making a big fuss about how she used to ~be an alcoholic~ and that she cant drink because it makes her a nasty person, and then buying a load of beer and vodka when the relationship wasnt going well and saying shed fallen off of the wagon because of me
constantly telling me i had BO to the point i was really paranoid (nobody else has ever said anything about it)
bullying me into letting her smoke in my room
throwing her rubbish on to my floor constantly because she was too lazy to pick it up, so i had to
constantly talking about how against domestic violence she was, saying she'd never hit a woman and how she had been a victim of it to make me think what she was doing wasnt abuse
doing small things for me that I found difficult because of my mental health (e. g phone calls) and then holding it over my head
telling me that i was incapable of love, and that the only person i loved was myself because of how selfish i am
deliberately killing two bees that I was enjoying watching by stomping them into the pavement then laughing at me when I was upset about it
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i experience psychosis and have been professionally diagnosed for years, but it still took me years after my diagnosis to admit to myself that i become overly paranoid and jump to conclusions and tend to identify things as evidence or ‘signs’ with little to no justification. this has in the past caused me to suddenly become extremely distrusting and accusational, to the point that i will firmly believe someone is wronging me or intentionally doing something to hurt me with little justification, and i act on that as one would if they were completely positive that it were true. i have a hard time empathizing sometimes and can hurt peoples feelings or make them angry or scared while being completely oblivious to how im making the person feel until they’re crying or yelling at me. i have very poor memory and will often remember things incorrectly or not at all. i can assume that people are lying to me because they tell me i did something or something happened, but i remember it differently or not at all. I will tell people and insist that something happened one way and they will tell me that it didnt happen at all.
i think the worst part of it all is that i dont fucking realize when im being like this. i can’t tell whether im delusional or not. i cant tell when im psychotic. i don’t know if im actually justified in thinking the way that i do or feeling the way that i do or if it’s in my head because either way it’s just as real and just as provable to me. sometimes when people try to tell me otherwise or tell me that i’m sick i think they’re gaslighting me.
my friends are abandoning me, my friends mock me behind my back, my lover is cheating on me, my lover is trying to make me jealous, people are telling me things happened that didn’t to trick me, people are conspiring together to make me think im crazy.
i’ve come to realize and accept that as long as i am as unwell as i am i cannot expect anyone ever to react well to or understand my condition because i sure as hell don’t and don’t know what to tell people to expect or what to do.
it’s not fair to say ‘i warned you’ when people have to endure my ill behavior caused by my condition, or ‘i can’t help it’, ‘i can’t change’. all i could offer anyone was apology and genuine effort to get better, but even then i have limited control over the pace in which my health improves.
the best thing i’ve learned to do since i was diagnosed was to willingly leave people when you realize how negatively your illness effects them. some people really care, they want to help you but don’t know how, and only make things worse. they want to be there for you but you make them miserable. and if they’re sick and you realize that you can’t handle their illness as well, then no matter how much you love or care about them or they care about you nobody is benefiting from the relationship and you’re only making each other worse off and hindering each others growth.
maybe they devoted months, 2 years, or 5 fucking years of their life to you with nothing but good intentions accompanied by poor execution. maybe you were too fucking angry with people to admit that you’re part of the problem. and maybe when twice given the opportunity to grow a pair and say ‘im sorry, but i know it wouldnt be good for you if we ever spoke again.’ because all you can think about is how miserable they made you and how angry you are about what they did, and admitting to them that you realized that you made them miserable would also mean admitting it to yourself.
i mean how would you know how to react if, after 5 years of continuous, loyal, devoted but toxic friendship you tell them it’s over and they ask you why youre abandoning them after being with them through so much and for so long. and all you can fucking say is that you can’t do this anymore. that you can’t take it.
hindsight is 20/20 and we’re all perfect people in hypotheticals, but i mean
its so fucking hard to admit that you hurt people, it’s so fucking hard to let people go.
and when they put you through so much all you can think about is what you yourself went through.
i dont need or expect forgiveness, ive done nothing to deserve closure, and i cant say that none of or even most of the way i treated people as a teenager wasnt my fault. but it’s over. what’s done is done and i hope that everyone has forgotten and/or moved on and grown past it. i dont hate myself for how i was, and i know i was going through hell as a teenager, it was the worst period of time in my life and hating myself for my actions and history would not help anyone or help me grow. i cant feel sorry for myself and trying to set things right again wouldnt undo the mental and emotional damage that years of enduring obsessive and psychotic behavior does to someone.
but for anybody who was particularly close to me as a teenager;
im sorry, you dont owe me anything, and i truly and genuinely hope that you’re better off now.
#vent#do not rebluggle please#its 7 am i havent slept and ive been contemplating my teenage years and the people who i left#my teenage years were hell#i was in and out of the hospital#failing highschool#psychotic and manic depressive and on and off of different meds#i was overmedicated for a period of time#i lost the second half of my junior year of highschool because i was so fucked up i couldnt go to school#my parents were getting divorced#i was getting drunk literally every single day#i tried to fucking kill myself#i stopped cutting myself january 1st of 2016#and prior to that i would go to school with open and infected cuts#i was being abused by my dad and my brother#for a long while we were broke#it was just#really fucked up and awful#i think things are better now#not perfect but theyre better#and i think that im getting better too#t
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