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July isn't my favorite month of the year.
Getting asked for divorce y my ex, practically tossed out of the house my mom and birthday getting closer again without reaching anything. And not mentioning all the rest of the day to day struggles. Urgh hate how depressing I feel. How lonely I feel.At least I have the pets ...
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We're here
Hugs,
Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
yes, we're here
hugs!
Pets
The pets are always a source of comfort.
-- Daphne Xu (a page of contents)
I hear you
There is very few days let alone a singular month where I do not feel as yourself about July.
You really are not alone luv; I am here for you hunny <3 contact me anytime.
TW (some dark events listed in sumarized detail)Negative reasons are:
January; first time forcebelly admitted to psyche ward by authorities for idiative attempt, fleeing my home from abuse going to a women's domestic abuse shelter, MSA @ ST
February; MSA @ ST, Valentines...because I never have anyone to share it with...ever!, placed in isolation due to false accusations, leading to the closest I ever came to self termination.
March; Birthday...do not like the fact I missed out on being a kid & getting older, my birthdy was never remembered by supposed loved ones, when it was it was late sometimes by weeks.
July & August: Alot of abuse, cannot stand the bloody heat, mum abandoned my sister & I until mid september with our grandma & ran off with our stepdad because no one supported the relationship due to him being a mooching domestically abusive pedophile.
October; Last time Mum & Daddy was together before authoritively forced into separation due to domestic abuse...I have never forgotten any of that.
November; Loss of innocense unwillingly, Blackmailed, video's taken of my by a female pedo released on net, loss of every friend once was outed by someone I trusted for the first time 'coming out' to her about the girl inside, My 12 years of peer abuse & ostracism began.
December; I know it is silly but I never got anything I wanted, quite the opposite & had to watch my sister get what I desired on Xmas. Depressing trip to our stillborn brother's grave every year on the day of his 'birth/death day'
With Love and Light, and Smiles so Bright!
Erin Amelia Fletcher