Im sitting here thinking about when i was a kid there was a person i was friends with from about 7th grade to 11th grade that i have no idea now as an adult why i was friends with her because of some of the shit she did and said to me and im like am a fucking victim ???
TW i guess?? Because im gonna list some of thr things that happened? Im sure there is more im blocking from my memory?
she would tell me not to dress how i wanted because "people would stare at me"
she'd tell me she wouldn't let me do a full face of makeup because thats too much makeup
she would get annoyed if i talked about things i liked.
she tried to get me to choose between her and my other friends
Once i had a crush and held their hand and she told my mom
she asked me on multiple occasions "why are we even friends?"
she did not respect boundaries and when i told her not to do something to me she'd keep doing.
she would purposely annoy me to the point of tears and me telling her to stop
sometimes she would hit me because she thought it was funny?
she'd always try to hold my hand and id tell her no shed grab it anyways?
she'd buy me things all the time to try to keep me as a friend
when id have a sleep over with her she would try to make me share a bed with her
when i came out to her she told me "okay and why are you telling me?"
Oh and she told her homophobic dad i was gay and then on multiple occasions he called me slurs because of it
when i tried to cut off out friendship she tried to stop me by telling me she was in love with me. I did it anyways.
I was informed she proceeded to stalk me online after
Fast forward a few years later when im 19, my grandfather died and she tried to use my vulnerability to come back into my life and wanted me to apologize for cutting off our frienship. I said no.
she then some how proceeded to find my nsfw blog i had that i kept a secret where i once posted a singular photo of myself (with no face), and sent it to my mom and dad and a few of my friends as revenge for not wanted to be her friend again.
god I had this awful dream about a man who got a bunch of diverse people to live on a boat with him for a year to either prove a really stupid point or die trying. I don’t even remember what his goal was just that he didn’t achieve it bc they ended up getting stranded and running out of food and all despising each other. but thi woman who was a single mom and had been trying to stay out of it unlocked superpowers and time traveled them all back to the day the boat set sail while retaining full memories of the experience so they could walk out this time. except the guy whose idea it was, she erased it from his head so he would never do it again. but there was this fucked up relationship between her and the other survivors bc they were immensely grateful to her but she had had to dive deep into their psyches to bring them through time with her and she retained power over them. and it turned out she had been abusive to her daughter even before the whole thing so those tendencies only got worse and she ended up I have no mouth and I must screaming people. it was so unpleasant. if it was a movie I was watching while awake I would have turned it off
hey yall im gonna ghostwrite some more about my abusive home life because I feel like if i tell people they are going to laugh @ me because instead of “abuse” i have just been making it all up and they just go “Thats normal, youre so sensitive” and then i freaking die because of guilt and shame.
this is a carryover from a rant on twitter but goddamn ppl using their spiritual beliefs to dismiss ppls mental health symptoms makes me mad
and i guess this happens all the goddamned time in christian communities? im just weirdly disconnected from that narrative because mine were always dismissed with shit like. ghosts and past lives and bad energies or whatever so now i have a really weird relationship with ~~spirituality~~ while christianity just sort of seems like a nonentity to me