it's funny how someone you met online could make you feel miserable

Anxiety

I hope someone listen 👂🏼 me someday 

3am Thoughts

Let's enjoy each moment, let's enjoy each other!!

Motivation

I may forget what the dormouse said

What's your most embarrassing childhood memory

Happy

I'm scared of everyone, even my own family. I'm dealing with it all by myself. I can't take it anymore. 

Family

I'm new to this... So I'm sorry in advance if this is overwhelming. 
All of my life I've been shot down. Treated like garbage, so much so that I kind of believe that there's sound reasoning behind it. Every time I sought out help, to cope with everything going on around me it's been dismissed. I've tried so very hard to put on a brave face and just ignore how I feel. I watched every one else trample on my emotions I assumed it'd be easy enough but it's not. 
Once upon a time I was happy. Mind you, it was short lived. My dad died, my happy castle turned into a nightmare realm where firebreathing dragons were nicer than my keepers. I found myself constantly at another person's mercy yet mercy was never granted. I sought help, as my father taught me that it was not a sign of weakness but rather strength. But every time I was turned away, doors slammed and my hopes diminished. I struggled for years, turning misery into rage and positioning myself in other people's battles just to spare them. And then I found a man, who saw through me. He saw the girl trembling, needing her own knight to come to the rescue. Save her from the hell that she'd been forced to trudge through. 
I wholeheartedly believed I had made it through the war, brokenhearted and torn to find my solace. The light inside me faded quickly as I found that my trust was misplaced and time after time I was cast aside for yet another pretty little thing who knew nothing of the darkness. But I forgave, blinded by the light that I knew was buried deep inside his bones. My daughter was born, then another and a son. I had lived in a content fortress ignorant to all that lay outside my walls. Surrounded by a family of my own design that loved me as much as I loved them. Then the stones began to fall. One by one the brick and mortar chipped off and fell to my feet. Above a darkened night was coming and I tried my best to prepare. But how do you prepare when you're unsure of what the storm will bring?

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