It took me a while to think of something to follow the last post. As a matter of fact, I STILL don't know what I'm going to ramble about today.
Thanks, everyone, for the somewhat surprising support. I really wasn't expecting so many people to react the way they did, and for those who shared their stories with me, I think I love you EVEN MORE. You are all amazing, wonderful people, and none of us deserved what happened. I'm happy people trust me enough to tell me these things, and rest assured no one else will know until you're as ready as you can be to talk.
I spent a lot of time after my last post genuinely terrified, mostly of what people would think. Then I realized something rather spectacular.
I didn't CARE. I don't care if anyone thinks I'm making it all up for attention, or if people think I need to be heavily medicated or WHATEVER. It doesn't matter what everyone else thinks, because I finally made my life tolerable.
So fuck you, random person who hates me. You can spend your energy trying to convince people I'm lying, and frankly, I'm not going to bother cleaning up after you. My life is pretty freaking ok right now, and that's what's important to me. Whether or not you believe me is pretty low on my list of important shit to care about.
I have no way to end this post without repeating myself more than I already have, so that's all for this week.
