Lmao so I moved out of a domestically violent situation, took two weeks to get my head in order after all of the stress, went "Hey, wait a second..." and called my ex-partner from 2021. No idea why, in hindsight. Just felt like I needed to call him. Turns out...he had been stalking and catfishing me for the last two and a half years. So, Merry Christmas to me! I was actually in TWO family violence situations at the same time and I didn't even know it! At least I've trauma bonded to my new apartment now. (I'm being glib, but it has not been a good time. If anyone still knows how to get to my WordPress, you can read all the gory details there, but I will warn you, it's 'abuse survivor processes' stuff, not 'relationship drama with popcorn' stuff. If you're into unstable psyches and feeling uncomfortable you might enjoy the read, but otherwise I'd stay well clear). seeing as he stalked me online, i'm locking down all of my accounts. I think my conditions make me kind of bad at the internet, and anonymity, and maintaining good boundaries. I sometimes think of tumblr and smile because it wasn't all tense and evil all of the time here, but i also needed to recognize that social media as a whole wasn't making me feel seen and supported and i'm glad that i took the big step away a few months ago. I'd rather blog than doomscroll. love and kisses to anyone who kept following the account. i'll probably be back when the random impulse strikes, but i'll just be poking in, screaming something into the void, and then vanishing without a trace again. (besides, if i blog too much, i won't be able to scroll down to the o'brein rumplestiltskin every time i remember to come back.)
