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episode 6x08 of tw is apparently called “blitzkrieg” which literally translates to lightning war, but u know kira yukimura’s storyline was totally dried up they had absolutely no more use for someone with lightning related abilities!!!!!

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Today, I woke up and my mom asked me to go to the store with her to get coffee filters. I said my dad could take me and I can get my hair cut while I'm out. Make it easier on my mom. I was going to lay down for 2 more hours. Figured why not? My boss gave me the day off and I never sleep well.

Not long after, she comes into my room demanding I be ready in 1 hour. Saying my dad shouldn't have to go back out. My reasons for going with my dad weren't for me. They were solely for her. She can't sit in the car or in the chairs in the salon for long cause of her hips. Both of which she would have to do if she took me out for the filters (she'd have to stay in the car) and getting my hair done (either or).

I came out and she asked me to run the vacuum before her therapist got there. I snapped, admittedly, and said, "so you can say please." And said that my reason for my dad taking me was for her. Not me.

The therapist arrived just then and I went to my room, not having time to vacuum. In that time frame, I had a massive anxiety spike and went into sensory overload. The guy left and she asked me to run the vacuum. I let her know I can't but I can try to later. I explained what was going on and that I'll have to wait and get my hair done another time and she said she understood.

30 minutes later, I hear the vacuum running through my bedroom door and actually flinch from the sound of it. Then my cousin throws open my door, I flinch again, and she yells at me that my mom is vacuuming. My mom wanted the vacuum ran before my dad got home. Through tears, I asked my cousin to shut my door. With a look of rage on her face that made me flinch again, I just started bawling.

Then I heard it.

"She says I don't care." Said my mom.

"She doesn't care." Said my cousin.

"She says I don't care."

You don't. You haven't in so very long. I... I trusted you. I thought you understood. You acted like you did... but...

"She doesn't care."

You're wrong. I still care and I hate myself for it.

I can't believe I was so foolish as to believe that evil witch understood. Or that my cousin wasn't going to start shit this time when she moved in.

I have misplaced my trust once again. And I hate myself for it. I hate them for it. I hate this house.

2.5 more months.

I'm almost there.

I'm almost out the door.