Every day is a struggle. I'm not even joking. Just wondering what I have to fight for.

just inflate me already

it's fine. i'm in purgatory. i've made peace with it.

round 2 ends today, going to tally everything up now
thank you again for the donations so far 🙏

Believe it or not, I prefer working at target to being home. Because nobody fucking yells at me and I can eat what I want there.

Also my back has hurt for two days because target made me carry a billion laundry detergent jugs for like five hours straight

I was told I should make a written timeline, this isn't even all of it by the way there's another page

The same man still owes me two thousand dollars by the way

my taxes will be late because my father told me to wait and then refused to provide a 1099 from my work for his company so thanks for that. Also he demanded I give him all my tax info which I don't have to do so that he could do his own taxes last minute and told me this was 'my problem'

it's interesting how often my dad breaks the law now that i'm taking notes

My father has controlled what I eat and when. How long I spend bathing. How fast I eat. Where I eat. It sort of goes on like this. Since november. I tried to move out and the new landlady stole 700 dollars from me. I've done everything I could do to have rights. It doesn't work.

I just. Want to have one good day. To be less alone. To be forgiven by those long gone old friends I've hurt. To be less hurt, in turn. To feel safe, or stable, or happy. To have a better job, or a better place to be, or anywhere I actually like being, for that matter. To feel welcome. To matter.

father kissed and made up so he can fight me next week instead. i almost moved out today but i have no money and nowhere to go, i just want to be left alone

Oh, did I leave out that I started locking my door because A) He's entered my room without my consent twice and B) He confessed in front of a witness that he wanted to punch me in the face? Would YOU want to leave YOUR door unlocked in my situation?

i forced myself to eat since i've been harassed about cleaning my plate for weeks and nobody will leave me the fuck alone if i don't just fucking force feed myself. i don't enjoy food anymore, it's just something i do fast so he'll leave me alone

he told me if he knocked on my door and i didn't respond he'd break it down, i don't think i need to explain why this might be a problem

My father complains that I eat too fast. My father forces me to eat in front of him, and won't let me eat in my room. My father says I can't talk to my friends on discord because they'll hack my computer. My father demands I clean my plate. My father -

Where do I begin. My father got in a huge fight with me less than 24 hours after he and his business partner received a letter from me demanding he stop harassing and abusing me. He is demanding I not lock my door and confessed to going into my room while I was at work twice.

if i'm not in an abusive situation why can't i go to bed so i can go to work

is there a reason i am up past midnight being forced to talk to my dad's business partner on the phone when i have to be at work in the morning. every waking fucking moment of my life goes to these people

A person can only be discarded so many times before they just fucking shut down, so thank you for that

i think it's perfectly normal for me to be sad when a total stranger and coworker at target is more affectionate toward me than my father or the person who used to be my best friend

father has once again complained about me not force feeding myself every little crumb or drop of syrup on my plate this morning

i'm really glad all my friends abandoned me

i just had to help my dad get to his voicemail. same guy who abuses me daily, and has removed every freedom i could possibly have, who owes me 2,000 dollars, who swore i would not become his caretaker