when I was 1 and a half years old my mother left me in the car while I was asleep. I woke up before she came back and assumed she abandoned me. this took a major toll on my mental health. this happened again, and again, and again. somehow my sister always was calm but I never was. I grew an almost debilitating fear of being alone (specifically without a trusted adult), I also have extreme paranoia, these to together have had horrible effects on me. my father used to use locking me in my room and not talking to me as a threat/actual punishment, I thought every time that he had left me alone in the house. one night he tied the bathroom door shut and then moved to a room across the house. I was genuinely convinced that he had been killed and I was alone, fully alone. I was crying, shaking, and begging for someone, anyone. I used the concept of getting stronger during great panic to my advantage by breaking the knot. he hasn't used those punishments since but it is hard for me to be alone in the house at all. including 1 min or less trips outside to feed cats. I. need. help.
4 months ago
the tale of lia. (TRIGGER WARNING AND YES THIS IS MY REAL STORY OF ME)
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I fucking love pim and pom
me tho
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Update on the Robot, it has the vertical lift now so it can handle from a bar π€
people keep talking about these things what are they I just know silly
:3/platonically
on an unrelated note, just made this picrew.
inspired by my oc/character in web series wiggles ^^
me and who?!?!?!??!?!?!
Here you go my silly little hostagesπ₯°π₯°β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
by request of @what_the_silly
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