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I was looking through some really old notebooks today to see if I could find some of my old poems from my angst filled teens... No luck yet, but I found an old journal, and an entry from a few months after my grandma passed..
19 year old me was engaged at the time..
Here it is..
*I am not happy and he couldn't care less. I have a feeling that this is going to end soon. I am sick of paying for everything. I have to pay most of the bills and I always have to buy the groceries. I don't even get a chance to eat anything here. I am tired of him always telling me to move back home because I object to something around here. I wish he would stop taking my money too. I work my ass off for it and he just steals it from me, and heaven forbid I call him on it.
There would be hell to pay. I hate my life here. 9/22/00*
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Three weeks later, after he found my journal, read it, became absolutely enraged, and decided to make me pay with what almost ended up being my life, I finally left.
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Creation Harmony
*hugs* that breaks my heart so badly. You are loved and will always be cared for and protected in any way you need to be.
Slade Strife
*hugs very very tightly* I am so sorry you went through that. I promise I will always treat you as good as I can and will never ever do anything on purpose to hurt or upset you *holds*
*hugs tight* you are amazing
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