My mother’s abusive texts have started. Facebook messages will be next, then a screaming phone call if I don’t react.
How dare I put myself first for once, and be truthful about how I feel.
My mother’s abusive texts have started. I think she’s making fun of my mental illnesses. Facebook messages will start next, and then a screaming phone call if I don’t react.
How dare I put myself first for once.
Someone just smiled at me, and I immediately checked if my shirt was unbuttoned. Why would someone smile at me unless I was making a total arse of myself?
TIME FOR A CAT PARTY
HUMAN DANCE WITH US
Dͬͫ͊̎҉҉̛̬̣͚A̱̫̩̣̫̎ͫͤͨ̂̆̋͘͜Ņ̷̣̱̇ͤ͗͛̚C̛̞̜͕̖̤̥̱ͤ̚È̡͓͚ͯ́ ̣̩ͬ̀̋̐̿́ͨͧ̀͟W̛̼͇͍͕̄ͨ̓̅ͬ̔ͮ̃͘͠Ȋ̷̶̧̳̖ͫ̎͑̿͊̚T̨̳̬͙̥̆ͧ̂̒ͅHͦ̽͐̀̿ͫͧ̌͏ͅ ̔̊̈͐͗͡͏̜͓̀Ư̡̛͈͕̯͕̹ͪ̎͆S͇̗͕͚̳̻͒͐̍̄ͯ̒̚͠,̷̢͎̥̻͗͗͌͌́̀̚ ̟̺̟̜̼͔ͨ͒̒͟H̯̆͐͡U̅̀̽ͦ́ͥ́͆͏̦̰̙̲͔̟͜M̡̭̫̰̰̭̘̬ͬ͑̍ͮ̄̓A̯̫͕̲͗ͩ̏̊̔͛Nͤ͏̷̞̩͎̦̱.̵̟͔̟̓͒̾͡
Black sand beach
Just a pineapple, nothing to see here, move along.
THIS IS A CAT IN A HALLOWEEN COSTUME PLAYING WITH A TINY PUMPKIN THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT
Had to wave the black flag, but I got them to agree to charge their minimum flat fee of $38 instead of charging per page. They even commented on how huge my file is, so I think they’re not happy that I’m refusing to pay for my medical records. I think I won.
My doctor has sent me to his old practice to argue with them because they’re withholding my medical records. I’m so nervous. I’m not fierce anymore.