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The Black Plague


I don't know who I am. I don't know what I'm... becoming. But I know one thing for sure: you wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

I spent four months locked in a cage last year. That's exactly what this fucking social isolation feels like. Prison. I do not like being in a box. It's even worse when the whole world is fucking shut down as a result of this. This is something that hasn't been seen in living memory but has been seen before in recorded history. This shit will change the world. I just hope it doesn't fucking change me too much. I can't see those I love... I can't see anyone.

....and then the other shoe drops and I am being tortured by an emotional child who has full control and power over my child. I don't want this... Any of this. I have someone else... I'm fucking happy. I'm me agian... I'm sick of the daggers in my back. You betrayed me... Over and over and over agian... You betrayed me.... No More. I'm done being hurt.. I'm done being angry... I'm just done. I don't look back... You live there I don't.  I'll move on.. I'm good at it. I won't give a single backwards glance. I quit.

You fucking destroyed me over and over agian... It's you're sick fantasies inflicting pain. It's a sort of revenge to you isn't it? I'm done one day he will know exactly what you have done and what you are. I am done with you. I'm fucking happy. Leave me the fuck alone.

No one gets to make me feel angry and fucking suicidal, least of all you.. I've moved on.. you haven't. That very clear. But there is no guilt and no atoning for imaginary sins...im fucking done. You don't exsist.

When I said I was done fighting and courts and all of that... It fucking included you.

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