[ SECRET POST #2617 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2617 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Notes:

As a note, social justice is not a fandom. Tumblr itself is not a fandom.

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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

me too, anon

I don't know if I could have been sucked in by exactly the same stuff Orangeblossom was. But I HAVE been in a relationship (outside fandom) like the one you describe, where a manipulative, spectacularly wounded person convinced me that I was their lifeline and the only one they could depend on etc., and it was only through sheer luck that I got out (was dumped) before I voluntarily went into massive debt. I was literally on the brink of taking out a huge bank loan to finance their "dream" that only I understood and that was so important to both of us. While I was struggling to finish college and working at Kohl's, because who cares about my future? None of that was important anymore. There wasn't any me, just us and The Plan.

I'm not a stupid person [citation needed] and I usually have a decent sense of self-preservation. But something happened to me, and if just a few things had been different it could have been much, much worse.

So it not only could have been me, it was me. And I don't know how many other people before and after me.