Dear Diary XI

FACEBOOK POST

“Just a friendly reminder: I give zero fucks about healing out loud.

If hearing the truth about your family makes you uncomfortable, that’s your problem—not mine.

Silence is what allowed the damage in the first place.

So no, I won’t sugarcoat it, protect reputations, or stay quiet to keep others comfortable.

Healing isn’t pretty. It’s raw, it’s real, and it’s necessary.

If that shakes people up—good.”

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The amount of hate, bullying, and just mean nastiness I have received is

Like on a *weekly* level.

I’m human and can seriously only take so much – I’m trying to heal, if offends you scroll, unfriend me, check in on me, pray for me – but don’t add to my downfall.

I’ve been called miserable person – I’m sadly not. I see joy in so much, I give back more then I give. But you know what you “see” and I’m sure have been told.

But I shall ask you – are you not miserable feeding off my hurt and heartache?

I just leave. I want to heal. I’m tired of defending myself.

I’m tired.

⁑ DISCLAIMER ⁑

Remember: you are reading MY “perspective” of given events. These writings are MY feelings; whether they are present tense – written in the moment, past tense – drafted during the day, or anticipated – futuristic. All information provided is what I know from the information I have been given. As with any and every situation there are multiple sides to share the account. It is at the discretion of the reader to which side they favor.