I want to curl up in a ball and die this morning
Because it just never stops
Immediately upon waking up today
A long text from my Mom saying how she loves me, "HOWEVER" I "went too far" reporting my parents to CPS. Doing something, anything, to make a change. Protect my sister when I can't put my body between my Father's and hers. As to my best friend - "I trusted her as a next door neighbor with my children" and "I will not be speaking with her again" and "she is in her thirties and she should know better than to insert herself in someone else's entire life story so carelessly and cruelly." "She fancies herself a lot wiser and more worldly than she actually is. So do you." Treating me like a child. A child without a care in the world. Ignorant and perpetrator of a grave mistake.
And my abusive grandfather will be in town when I am—I'm invited to dinner with him
And my abusive father will be in town, too—not out of town
I just wanted to get up and take a shower at a reasonable time, better than yesterday
That's what I intended to do
Then
I find out about #BrettKavanaugh
Because my roommate is co-hosting a sexual assault survivor's circle tonight in response to his nomination which she invited me to (as an ally) on Facebook
Women were "in many ways stronger than men in this fight," said Trump. "Women were outraged by what happened."
"To Brett Kavanaugh."