HIATUS. SHITS WHACK.
 Due to current situations, the general family-based plotline and potential in-fighting has actually become a real life trigger point for me.Â
My family is broken. There is infighting, abuse, and people who I trusted for most of my life have openly admitted to hating my side of the family for 20+ years.Â
I am in a state of crisis right now. There is a very real danger that someone I considered a close friend may end up genuinely murdering someone - there has already been multiple physical assaults, death threats, stalking, and verbal abuse from the person in question’s manipulative spouse (who even egged on the most recent round of physical abuse). It feels sick, and unbelievable to say, and I do not expect anyone to understand or even believe me, but that’s the truth.Â
He was sent to the hospital after attacking his father, and the legal system refuses to do anything about it. I don’t know what to do. I’m afraid. I’m sorry if I lashed out at anyone in the time this was building up, but I won’t apologize for being in hysteria - the stress is unbearable, I’m genuinely afraid for my family’s life.Â
This is a terrifying situation with very real consequences, and unfortunately this blog hits too close to home for me to feel comfortable writing currently. Its a situation that’s been building over months, that fever pitched not long ago.Â
I may return when things have reached some level of fucking normalcy, but I don’t know yet. I don’t know what to do. I’m not comfortable dealing with some major plot points carried on this blog because they’ve suddenly become too real for me.
