I'm done talking about gender honestly, I'm not here for you all to poke a prod about how I'm "faking" an identity that could make me lose my home and potentially my life.
Oh please, don't give me that shit. Spring talks about Jeremy more than just saying he's visiting him. I clearly remember quite a bit of Spring drooling over him frequently, yet in all the months we've been watching Spring's blog, he's NEVER talked about you like that. He puts you in the corner and Jeremy on a pedastal.
Because they see each other regularly. And honestly I do think there was a time where I was treating Adam better than me and giving him more attention, but he noticed, and now makes more of an effort to pay attention to me. If you all and those other assholes hadn't driven him off, I'm sure I'd make some appearances on his blog. Heck, on sawkin he started tagging some posts as #chloe (another name I go by).
People in long distance relationships generally work to visit each other. Hell, I've driven fifteen hours to visit my girlfriend. From what I know about polygamy is that partners are generally treated very equally... but Jeremy is the only partner that Rose has ever really acknowledged.
But, eh, kids and their crazy relationships. I'm sure you'll laugh at this whole thing in a few years.
Neither of us can afford it right now. Neither of us can drive and we're both so busy with work (and me with school soon) that there's nothing we can do for the time being beyond joking about taking me away and deleting the entire state of Texas (if only). We're planning on it when we can though.
Should you not? Your partner has a pretty documented history of faking abuse stories and lying to get what she wants. She blames this on BPD, and you back that her behavior is okay because of BPD. You also claim to have BPD, and have a pretty convoluted story to explain why there isn't a shred of documentation to support this. I'm not trying to be cruel, but it appears that every 3rd person on tumblr is a nonbinary abuse survivor with BPD. This flies in the face of literally all the data we have. QED- At least some of you are full of shit.
If I find my damn separation papers (I think my mom has them right now) I'll take a picture of the part that says I have BPD just for you guys.
jesus christ just meet some real fucking people in real life instead of waiting your time playing make believe with a bunch of weirdos
Wow there's so many things wrong with this.
A) There's just about nothing to do in my town. There's one mall that's close enough to go to, and whenever I go I usually end up walking around with headphones on because it's crowded and loud I feel panicked. Because of the headphones, no one really approaches me. (Not to mention there are like, 3 good stores there, and the only other good things there are the AMC and a semi-decent pizza place)
B) I have social anxiety (note-my THERAPIST that I had in high school said I do) and probably avoidant personality disorder, so going up to people and talking to them is a pain for me.
C) I don't know how, but most people out here don't share ANY of my interests. Most people haven't even heard of most the games I play despite the fact that I play popular games and when I can't a similar interest with. And then when I do find someone that shares my interests, I end up feeling like I'm annoying them by talking too much, which I probably do because I tend to ramble when I get anxious.
Just remember one day you're going to be an adult with real responsibility and you're going to wish you spent your youth having fun instead of making stupid ass problems for yourself.
I have lots of fun in my life as well as responsibility-I'm working and plan on getting a second job once this pet daycare down the street opens up, I volunteer at schools sometimes and help foster dogs as well as volunteer at adopotion events, and I'm in the process of applying for college.