I’m just so tired of always having the same dream

It’s always my sister getting mad and screaming at me for just daring to exist in her presence

And then I try to stand up for myself

And everyone else around me starts screaming about how useless I am and how dare I talk back to her and how dare I not apologise for existing

I’m just so fucking tired

PTSD nightmares aren’t fair

I had a dream a couple nights ago that one of my abusers was in and I saw her outside a building and tried to hide but she still saw me and bust into the building all smiles and whatever and I told her to fuck off with a couple other colourful words and she got all upity and left

And considering that she told me she could like travel to peoples dreams and shit I felt very vindicated.

Some guy just followed me and he looked like my abusive ex so I just noped and blocked him.

Sorry if you were a decent dude dude. Safety first.

But yeah I’m actually really scared it was him because I did give him my blog at one point and I know he’s tried to look for me before but I use all fake names on social media so he can’t and aauuuhjdjehs

It was hard to tell because he had his hand on his face but it was the same hair and same skin tone and similar build so yeah I’m just gonna panic a little bit.

BTW Kal if your reading this shove a Cactus up your ass and leave me the fuck alone.

agendershittyknight
replied to your post “*Tries to convey just how badly my sister treats me*
*almost breaks…”

:C im so proud of you for trying

Thanks, it would’ve been easier if my mom wasn’t there and they weren’t all defending her but hey what you can do.

I swear though if I head “It’s just her personality! She doesn’t hate you! You’re just exaggerating!” I’m gonna smash faces. Yeah tell that to my CPTSD thanks.

My family is so unwoke (asleep? Idk the term, is that an AAVE term? Let me know)

But I’m like suffering my brother is racist and my sister thinks it’s OK to hit kids and I’m just waiting for the homophobia and transphobia to start.

Had a horrible nightmare last night that’s probably gonna haunt me for like the next week. 

It was that my abusive ex found me and kept calling me and then started to like sing outside of my window and other creepy shit and no one would believe me that he was abusive so they kept letting him in the house and I tried to find a bathroom where I could hide in but they kept moving or were being used and yeah it went on for a long time and I almost woke up crying.