diary chapter six- i think evatarot is annoying rn

Ok today is 5/7/2025 its oddly sunny here espechially after what happened yesterday. legit thought the roof was going to be ripped off and fly around. hate how stressed out i was but i'm good now.

nothing interesting has happened i mean my mental health is at all time low but repeating it all the time isn't going to help me its just going to make me even more depressed but on that topic i decided to get petty as shit.

for the those who do not know i was in foster care before i was adopted by my grandparents and one of my foster families abused the fuck out of me. legally i have to say this is alledged but i'm not about to lie about this shit, also because i might get banned or censored for this i have to refer to her just as EF. ok so EF has a sister that was a actual actress and i got to meet her during the winter one time. i got ar eally cool wildabeast pelt purse and a few braceletst hat i've since broke. Because i highly suspect that the actress sister is the only sane bitch in that family (believe me that family was WOOF) i found her instagram on her imdb and i dmed her asking if shes related to EF, if thats not petty as shit i don't know what is.

Cause i know for a fact that EF told people i was a problem child that almost destroyed her marriage. Bitch i was a traumatized child that was expressing in the only way she knew how but yeah i'm a little slut tempting your sexual predador son.

I was eight when she said that to me.

I'm hoping that i can at least tell her the truth of what was happening at the time, i don't expect her to be able to do anything cause CPS will only do shit if its physical (My abuse was verbal and emotional) and even then. I'm just feeling better now just doing that.

Its a similar feeling of relief when i got the screenshots from those accounts that groomed or attempted to groom me and i posted them. Barely anybody saw them but the fact that i have them out there on my tumblr...it feels good.

Like i'm living my truth and i'm on the path of healing. Of course i'll only ever be able to fully heal from this trauma once i moveo ut of my grandparents house, I'm hoping its sooner rather than later.

Oh i did get another tarot reading today in my inbox, I am pretty ehh on it but i'll write about it anyways cause i need to write about my emotions.

the cards are still major arcada cause why not (most of my best readings are with minor acarda) and no reversals.

first card is the lovers, which in this reading represents a period of uncertainty, i got several options for me to choose between then but they lead to different destinies.

second card death, i'm still uneasy about this change in my life but its inevitable, i have no clarity about the future (insert ad for a phone consutation)

third card the tower, unexpected events are coming and even some pleasent surprises and maybe a opportunity to overcome any problems i'm experiancing.

fourth card the world, theres a man i guess. i don't need a man fucking with my shit rn ok.

fifth card strength, strong emotions and i can lean on said strength.


this legit means nothing and i'm tired of this grandpa.

much love,

Princess xoxoxo