HI :) I'm Cathie, I am a fairy, nice to meet you. This is my personal blog for the things in my head that I can't say outloud, if you think I'm whiney or attention seeking or what have you feel free to not look at my blog :D
i really shouldn’t google the people who destroyed me. they are living their lives and i am not. they smile and party and live.
it makes me doubt my mind, did i conjure up all the horrors of my childhood in a twisted dream? what kind of a sick person must i be. i hate myself more deeply than i can explain.
i have no evidence other than what is trapped in my mind. No one to stand with me, no one to believe me, i think that not even I believe me.
Why should i? if no one wanted to defend me when they could have saved me, why would they change their minds now?
To doubt your own memories, your own perceptions of your life, your sanity, is a horrible thing.
i think a parasite has invaded my body leaving only the shell of a girl. I wish it would swallow me whole.