another day of successfully starving myself, i dont need to eat unless i'm about to faint anyway.
found out my great aunt Patrice has been returning to sender all my mail from the hospital. So i looked up my court case to find, i'm being charged with a felony from when i got arrested as i was having a medical emergency, since the county my parents live in needs money.
The Franklin County Police dislocated my shoulder trying to yank me off the ground where i needed to convulse while my mom screamed "Please don't kill her", after i'd already pissed myself and told them i wasn't feeling good; it's hard to tell someone you're seizing when it's happening.
From what i remember about the jail, not only do you have to pay for salt and pepper, they're housing a guy who had a woman's decapitated head in his backpack instead of taking him to trial and sending him to prison/death row.
i dont know what's going to happen next. but i haven't been able to be involved with trying to fight for my own independence/autonomy.
#thoughtstr
uwu
I get to go to jail and seem like I'm trying rto violate my bond conditions because my parents dont wanna help me reach my goals, so theyre mad at me for calling them out online.
Legit everything anyone wants to know is pretty much on here now.
I hate the bougie mindset, dont act like your better than anyone else.
If anyone wants to get a girl a room for the night~
{None of my "family" wants to}
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I can't afford to keep staying in hotels anymore. I've been having a hard time finding a place or establishing a residence so i can do for myself.
Instead of being given that opportunity I'm just being told to go to a shelter, or call a social worker or do whatever gets my parents say. So they dont get in trouble for their abuse and get paid as they have spent my entire life establishing/making sure I "can't" take care of myself.
It's been vital that i show i have the ability to care for myself in a responsible manner after never having the independence or freedom to do so without being stuck in the confines of someone else's limitations.
I refuse to limit myself, if that makes me delusional sure. I'm delusional for trying to push myself into a better life after recognizing that the system my parents so desperately want me dependent on, doesn't work.
Just because i can't "work" doesn't mean i'm not able to function.