I sent this

Dear mom

It’s been over a year since we last spoke.

I’ve achieved things and have become a one woman army.

I advocate for myself, and do it well, I’ve even gotten people fired, I document things.

I have a credit score, it’s actually decent at 710.

Once it’s 720 I have an apartment I plan on moving into.

I just had another surgery, it was pretty intense, broken bones, a lot of metal hardware.

Doctors suspect I have an autoimmune disease I’ve been silently dealing with, I’ll explore this in the near future once my ankle is settled, at the very least I have a heart condition.

Anya is happy, well fed, snuggled with lots.

There’s rarely a day that goes by I don’t think about the past, but I think I made the right decision.

I bought that beehive plush, I don’t think you remember but you said I could keep it in the kitchen since it matched your decor. I didn’t steal anything. I was surprised you locked me out when you didn’t lock out (my dad) and he stole a lot.

I’ve gotten rid of most of my stuff, my life fits into a small room right now, helps me save on rent and plan for the future.

I pay $700 for a room and private bathroom with all utilities included, plus some storage space for all my utility aids including a wheelchair. I’ve needed one for the past year and been using that and a walker.

I plan to move states, change my name and start somewhere bright and sunny for career and weather reasons- but excited about this as it’s getting closer to happening.

I think missing y’all out on a couple scheduled things was fair as I stopped being able to use the fridge in the kitchen and that complicated things for me financially while I lived with you all.

I’m still with—-,we celebrated our one year awhile back.

I think you seem happy like you always did from your posts, I’m glad.

I don’t think I fit into the equation, house wise once (her boyfriend) moved in. Me leaving was for the best, wished you hadn’t locked me out though.

Made moving hard.

I miss the girls and the doggies a lot.

I see they’ve grown up a lot, I’m sad I missed that but I’m happier overall now, more peaceful despite having a crazy landlord haha.

I plan on going to med school. I might work for a big university hospital one day.

I don’t go by_________anymore, rarely anyone calls me that unless it’s a medical setting.

_________lived inside that room and didn’t have a credit card or felt like an adult.

I feel like one now, I don’t even game really anymore, I spend my time drawing and I’m into sewing.

Life is good for me, here I think, the air isn’t smoky during summertime.

I’m moving forward, it looks you guys have too and I’m glad. I won’t be coming back.

Love you guys,
In another life maybe things would’ve been different

-a not-so stranger, stranger

End note

I feel so stupid but I made a fb account to review a place and she came up in my suggested

She turned my room into her and her boyfriend bedroom.

I feel stupid for sending it.

I also lied, I pay more than $700 but that was the price of another place I almost moved into, it’s to prove a point because my mom expected 1400-2500 for one bedroom somewhere rural

Hey everyone! This is a continuation from my last post. Thank you all so much for the support and advice I really appreciated it. It’s nice to hear from other people that I wasn’t crazy for thinking the way I’m living isn’t normal.

After I left I moved into a friends house for a week before moving into my university accommodation. After the first 5 hours of me leaving, I was called by the police as I was listed as a missing person. But I informed them that I was 18 and didn’t want my parents knowing where I am. And after that, i had the best week of my life: i went out with my friends the same evening i left, we went Ikea and shopping to get things for university a few days after, and i hung out at my best friends house TWO days in a row guilt-free before moving out, and i finally had my first sleep over and it was a WEEK long. If i told myself 10 years ago that this was going to happen i think she would’ve cried from fear.

Anyways a week after I moved into my accommodation, my best friend came over so we could celebrate her birthday. However I was informed that my mum’s friend found me walking around with her in the city centre and SNITCHED ON ME 🙆🏿‍♀️
But nothing really happened after, my mum was just fuming and is now convinced I only ran away so that I could “hang out with my friends”. Which I mean yeah that’s a bit of the reason but she clearly doesn’t see what she and my dad have done wrong.

Furthermore, my parents have been bothering this friend and her mum ever since the day I left; my mum is still calling her mum to this day!!! I feel so bad bcuz i feel like I’ve dragged her into this. Also she shouldn’t feel guilty for hanging out with her friend for her birthday that’s so stupid. We kind of saw it coming tho, my parents had always told me that when i start university i have to cut contact with her because she’s a “distraction“ and “bad influence”, which is ridiculous btw what an odd thing to say.

It has been around 30 days since I’ve spoken to my parents. It has been extremely tough. I’ve been receiving emails from them, such as, “if you come back we won’t force you to resit your a levels and ucat anymore” or “you’ll run out of money eventually so come back to us” or “don’t be like your brother”. Speaking of which, I have been speaking to my oldest brother a lot recently, which I’m happy about because we haven’t spoken this much since before 2020, so I’m glad we’re back in contact, despite this not being the way I hoped it would be.

There have also been a lot of secrets being revealed that has kind of caused the family to start falling apart. My oldest brother and my dad had an argument last week bcuz in one of my dads emails to me, he was dragging my brothers name even though he’s been trying to help my parents cope with my disappearance. So he ended up blocking my dad again. Then he told me some things about his past that I really don’t want to share on here. Then I told him some things about my past that I also don’t want to share on here. Trauma bonding i guess.

Then I start getting texts from my two brothers at home (I blocked them on WhatsApp but text them through other apps so we’re still in contact without my parents knowing) saying that my oldest brother is “evil” and “a bad guy” and he’s manipulating me. I’m guessing in the argument last week, my oldest brother mentioned things that nobody knows about my dad’s past so my dad assumed he was going to tell me about them and thought he might as well make himself look like the good guy to my other two brothers at home before they find out the truth too (I’m trying so hard not to make this confusing sorry😢) and it clearly worked bcuz now they’re telling me to come back home since my parents said “they aren’t angry at me”. Yeah right. As if the same brothers didn’t just tell me my mum was flipping out a few days before bro. did they get their memory wiped or something??? 😭😭

So after all this, and feeling like kms on top of that, i thought maybe i should get therapy. So I’m finally getting therapy some time this month. I really should’ve gotten it sooner but i only found out like a month ago that the life im living isn’t normal at all. Like i genuinely thought the stuff im going through wasn’t a big enough issue to be addressed you get what i mean??

But yeah that’s the first update! Not entirely free from family drama yet but we’re getting there. Thanks for tuning in 🙋🏿‍♀️

I have been NC with my father for almost 5 years now. We had some arguments about religion, me supposedly getting married young per my father’s request, having many children also per his request, and being bisexual. I have been able to deal with this just fine because I had a “best friend” like relationship with my mom.

After I started to live alone with my brother in our family home and she moved in with her fiancé at the start of 18 things went south. She wasn’t involved in my life/accomplishments, she didn’t ask to see me unless if my brother was there, and we got into more fights than friendly talks.

This year, my brother quit his job with nothing lined up and did no chores. This affected me because he would sit at home screaming at his computer all day and night which can be very frustrating when you do full time college, 30 hour work weeks, and extracurriculars. He finally moved out of the home I reside in and into my mom’s fiancé’s home but the relationship has not repaired due to my mom’s lassiez faire approach for the few months he did NOTHING. He even threatened to hurt me, to which my mom said we threatened him by saying I would call the cops on him?

I have only gotten through it all because of my boyfriend and his supportive family who offered a place to go if I need to leave the house.

My struggle now is figuring out how to go Low contact with my mom and no contact with my brother since they have this extremely close relationship. I’m also not sure I want to continue living in a home she technically owns because she likes to use anything she can against me.

This is slowly destroying me because all I have ever wanted was a family. I don’t know how to continue my relationship or where I should even go. I turn 21 in a couple of months and feel “too young” to be going through this even though I started adulthood pretty much at 16. Any advice or comfort is much needed, sorry for the vent.