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I am just letting my feelings out

I was not born here, no, I come from a city where time passes differently. I miss what I have lost and am trying to relieve my pain with this text because I am still homesick. At the same time, it's a response to a couple of experiences on TD, more specifically, it's a response to stupid, unfounded hate. That means I mix and pack a lot here.

The title is self explanatory

It's not easy. But it wasn't difficult either. Because I didn't know that I was getting abused. I knew that it wasn't right. I knew that this wasn't normal. I just thought my father had anger issues. Which he did. But I thought that was it. I was only young. About 4 or 5. How would I know that my father was suicidal and that he had depression for years and he kept it a secret? How would I know that this was actually abuse. I'm going to talk about my experiences with abuse and how you can help someone who is being/has been abused. Thank you for reading.

How do you ever been able to look at a family and be like how perfect they are amazing everyone's kind but if you go deeper into the story and even go to their home you'll see that the family is being Terror part everyday even if it's for the best reasons or the worst. This is my true story about my family and me.

I decided to start a blog here... mostly about ballet, but sometimes I'll do other ramblings... (Yes, it is likely that this blog will be similar to a series of ramblings) No hate please xD

I'm going to get things off my chest about my crush and so tell me in the comments what to do and what to write next

Let me give you the story of my 3 year old pug, Baby. I will tell you about her and her ways of cuteness

Part 1

Thanks for stopping by! This is about how weird life can be and kind of my back story for anyone who is wondering!