I fucked up; my family’s upset. Ok, ok. I’m not brushing that off.

But goddamnit my dad (emotionally abusive) is really laying it on thick. It’s triggering me, because it’s just walls of texts. Not even just about what I did wrong, but basically every grievance he has had — and never told me about — all week. And he chose to do this all this morning, while I’m working. Just walls of angry texts...

And I’ve always been an advocate for speaking up when someone’s wronged you, because that person deserves to know and make amends/apologize... but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t caught between telling him to go fuck off AND try to rectify it.

If I explained to you what set this off, I’m not sure how you’d feel about it. Maybe I’m missing something?

But when this kind of things happen, I am so compelled to cut or jump out a window. I’ve cut maybe 3 times in my entire life. Never had a suicide attempt. But damn.