May 27, 2020
I’m going through it and can’t vent to anyone my emotions are going through the stages of grief. Today I’m angry. Yesterday I was sad.
To put things into perspective, I looked back on the past and I realized that what he did was vile. It was constant. I’m done I’m done I’m done. The fantasy wasn’t real and outside of that all that’s left is PTSD, abuse, trauma, and lies.
I’m fighting for myself quietly. I’m done.







