A little insight to how my brain works sometimes 2.2

Hello flower,

So, I wasn’t sure if I would ever post this part. This part of my life seems so surreal that when I tell this story I feel like I’m being so melodramatic and over the top. I can’t quite believe that I got through it all to be honest. And for all of my brain farts, I am relatively unscathed. I just want to share to show anyone who is out there that these events happen, and it’s not until now, many years later that I realise how unacceptable and dangerous it was. I am lucky. Many others are not. I am not posting this for attention or pity, but rather to help others that may be in a similar situation. You are not alone, and if you need to contact me and I’ll do my best to help and give advice.

So in my last post here, I explained how I lost myself due to manipulative people. That one was an ex. So, a little complicated. At the same time that all of that was happening, this happened too. I firmly believe that if either of these moments in my life happened apart, they would not have panned out the same. The ex would have been told to bugger off, and this situation would never have gotten as far as it did. Who knows, maybe it would have. I digress anyway, dear reader. This is the second and possibly last part of this particular episode of my life. Enjoy.

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4 thoughts on “A little insight to how my brain works sometimes 2.2”

  1. I said last time you were very brave for speaking out and putting your experience out there, and I would say that again and again now until my throat goes sore. Nothing could ever justify what you went through, and I hate that anyone has to go through that, whether I know them or not.

    I applaud you for being open and putting it out there, hopefully it will reach someone who sees themselves in this and realises they need to get help.

    You deserve credit for everything you do, I am glad that I know you no matter how little it is! 🙂

    1. Andy, thank you so much for your wonderful message. It’s actually made me shed a tear. I don’t think anyone should have to have that situation, but I know that without it, I wouldn’t be who I am today.
      Time is a strange beast, at the time it didn’t seem bad, it was just life. But now I know it was awful. I don’t know how I managed to stay (relatively) sane.
      I hope it gets to the right place too, every person needs to know it’s not acceptable and there is help and advice out there.

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