I’m warning you now, this might as well be a novel. It’s literally 25 years of pain and suffering since the day I was born. I don’t even think anyone would want to take the time out of their day to even read every horror story I can give. Worse… I hate feeling like people don’t believe me, that I’m just looking for attention… They think that after everything it’s all too much, “how could everything possibly bad happen to this person, she must be lying!”

I hate this world, and it’s judgements, and it’s false hopes, and all of it’s preachings that no one follows. […]