[ SECRET POST #3499 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3499 ⌋

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Re: Venting Thread

[(Anonymous)]

I'm tired of being terrified all the time. And the sad thing is, it's not even unwarranted. And the saddest part is the calm after the storm is still going to be emotional devastation and a fuckton of hard work, both internal (oh god my future therapists are going to get so sick of me) and external (I don't know how to do any of the home repair shit I'm gonna have to do and I don't know if I'll have the money to hire other people to do it.) Assuming I don't end up homeless.

And that's not counting the gigantic pile of septic shit I'm gonna have to wade through before I even get to cleaning up the mess. Part of me wishes it was over, but most of me is screaming that there has to be a way to make it not happen, even though I know it's not rational. I guess it could be worse, but somehow, shouting "thanks for getting run over in a drugged stupor six years ago so I don't have to nurse two dying addicts at once, Dad!" doesn't make watching my other parent torture herself to death any easier.