i took this screenshot today of my bank account today.
i paid some bills,
the person i stay with hit me with hidden surcharges (which fuckin’ annoys me tbh)…

…and i was left with 1.00.
i was annoyed at first but then i felt a wave of “fuck it“.
i didn’t font this entry for sympathy or for shock value,
but for honesty.
this is the part many people don’t show us…

“It’s not my fault”.

that is what i said after a conversation with my cousin today.
healing can come in many ways unexpectedly.
sometimes,
we need to go back and really research our family tree.
we will find out what happened to us and how it started.
after hearing about how trauma started in my family,
i felt like i found a key and opened the doors to narnia in my attic.
many of my family members have one thing in common…

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