__ I Didn’t Realize It Was Emotional Abuse—Until I Did. 💔🕊️ I want to share something deeply personal—not because it’s easy, but because someone else might need these words the way I once did. Maybe that someone is you. For a while, I thought I was just in a relationship with someone who was hurting. Someone with deep insecurities, or maybe even trauma. Someone who loved me so much, it hurt. I thought I could fix it—wit... apr 24 2025 ∞
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Good Friday, April 18 – San Agustin This is difficult to write, but I feel I need to. That night was incredibly painful and disorienting—not just for me, but especially for my son, Liam. And I hope, as you read this, you can try to see it through our eyes. The day had been peaceful, even joyful. We were camping at the beach with Aljer’s family. Everyone had been kind. His cousins welcomed me and Liam. His brothers were warm. We cooked, we set up the tent, we shared food and stories. I even took photos of Aljer while he worked on the tent. We laughed over dinner. There was no conflict. No sign of what was coming. Later in the evening, I spent time with Mohan, his little nephew, his relatives, cousins, and brothers. We played counting games. I had chocolates but Mohan couldn’t have any because of allergies, so I s... apr 22 2025 ∞
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📍 The Early RED Flags [First-Second Month, Sep–Oct]
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