Slayyyy mothefkr!

So much love, from across the interwebs <3

Well damn… I really appreciate the openness. I wish you could’ve had a bit of the same outcome as myself, but I’m proud of you for not letting that shit define you. That there, takes some true strength. Much respect friend

I’ve found that some things can’t be mended, no matter how much you try to fix it. But learning how to accept that notion, is hard… my goal has been to be kinder than what I was taught

I truly hope you give something to someone else; that makes a difference you may never see. And I suspect you already have

Damn, I wish I could have forged myself in someone else’s will lol

True true, I’ve never seen that movie but may have to check it out

ERRRYYY DAYYYY BAE! <3

Btw, what’s your similar trauma (if you feel ok to divulge)? Sometimes explaining it helps, and I’m here to hear you if it matters for ya. If it’s too much/heavy though, I still appreciate your understanding of it all <3

Trauma bonding is the only way I know how to bond! quietly sobs

You had me at “epigenetics”… that shit fascinates me and leaves me with so many questions

Maybe no maybe. 😉 And maybe the predictable.

I like the cut of your jib

I’m glad you could appreciate it! and thank you for hearing me. Sometimes “honest questions get honest answers”. Didn’t think I was gonna belt out my personal hardships, because of a shower thought… but here we are I guess. Thanks again for listening though, that shit helps people more than you’ll ever see

Beautifully absurd. Thank you

I find that imagination can help with focus sometimes. Just another tool to maybe help navigate the unpredictable

Partially accurate, my man! Spent my lunch in the library, reading and thinking. But I got pulled across the country as a freshman to a new high-school (my parents did an ugly custody battle), and it took a lot of patience/endurance for me to cope. It all worked out at the end of the day… but hot damn, high-school was indeed a social challenge. I left after graduation and never went back to living under someone else. It was a hell of alotta growing pains my friend

And now my family is (mostly) mended, my parents are friends, and I’ve built my own life outside of that prior bullshit. Life’s wild, but yes… I often sat alone even when I didn’t want to. I think it helped me grow to be kinder

It’s all perspective and such, at the end of the day