I'm moving out. I can't live here anymore. The abuse, the violence, the betrayal. It's all too much. My heart can't take the torture. I am sore everywhere and it can only go downhill from here.
210 isn't my safe haven anymore. Church is the only place I feel safe.
#1 and #2 group up on me. #1 inflicts mental torture, and I'm physically abused by #2. I'm the victim here. I called my mom but she told me to put my big boy pants on and suck it up... I don't have big boy pants...I'm a girl. Tarter sauce!!
I've had people come over and save me a couple of times. My VBF, Libbs, Lakeshore and Voltz have all come to my rescue at some point or another. But enough is enough.
If I never stand up to fight back, when will it stop?!
My best guesstimation is...uh, NEVER.
Wish me luck, everyone.
ps - Anyone have football pads? Maybe a helmet?
lol. we have a bed here for you if you need it.
ReplyDeletejust strap a pillow to your head with a some duct tape, equip a frying pan to each hand, and give 'er!
ReplyDelete*thumbs up*