Today I was accused of lying about something that happened to me when I was 14. Nothing drastic. Just something that stuck with me my whole life.
But, that’s the problem in my family. They think I create all these stories from my child/teen hood for God only knows why.
But, I informed them today and it felt good to stand up for myself once. That I have better things to do with my life then create fictional situations then pretend that they have fucked me up mentally my entire life!
Of all the things I could do with my life that doesn’t exactly sound like fun!
"Imma gonna pretend I’m all mental from this fake childhood trauma"
I might be crazy. (Their words not mine) But, I’m NOT THAT crazy!