Someone I reconnected with asked me…
How I’ve been over the last 5 years.
I’d never witten it out before so I guess I never realized how much I’ve really been through, but this was my answer:
In the last 5 years? An abusive marriage, divorce, my son coming back to live with me at 17 (he’s 21 now), two more bad relationships, a kink community that protects rapists and attacks victims, finally realizing I’m autistic and ADHD, my son’s divorce because he almost recreated the cycle after I broke it, my dog passed away, my rapist knows I’m DJ’ing out here and now I don’t want to work, my mother is still playing her games, I went through three therapists before I found a good one, and I THINK that’s all?
So you know, the usual. 😅
Oof. Yeah. And I even forgot about being hospitalized for sepsis because of my ex husband’s abuse and the way I was treated when I was stripping.
Don’t even get me started on my life before 5 years ago.
My parents thought I’d be dead by 25. I transitioned at 26, got cancer in my early 30’s, and it’s been non-stop trauma from birth.
How the fuck am I still alive?! 😬😅😂
