really more of an ACA / al-anon type of thing here and I got out of there making decisions I can live with.
remember: how they’re doing is not how you’re doing.
I was in this house for seven years and I figured “those people” would have tried to figure out where I lived and doxxed me again or sent me more threats (or whatever) if I had dared breathe a word of being stable, content , or at peace.
as it is, I still have a pretty bad case of ptsd and a lot of sleepless nights.
retrospectively, they lied to me about everything too.
fuck em.
But as I pack up and turn in my keys and leave 12 foot tire tracks behind me I got a roll of my favorite fancy matching lawn and leaf luggage.
I just about died laughing at the brand name ..
