That my boyfriend of 6 yrs if a secret FBI agent spying and collecting information about me or someone in my family/group of friends.
But myself and my family aren’t really that interesting...
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· 4 years ago
That I am being watched 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year.
Babies are smart and they understand what we are saying.
They're going to get us all! They're alien! Look at them! Giant head with tiny body! They must be alien!
I am afraid of:
Mayo
Mustard
Pickles
In that order. From worse to least.
It is really bad if one touches me I will scrub the spot till I bleed. If not stopped I will turn on scalding hot water and I feel nothing I just feel the fear. I once gave myself a large blister due to me using such hot water.
It started the summer before I turned 7. I went to my aunt's house with my grandmother to spend the summer with my cousin. Alot of other shit happen that summer but the 1 thing that left a huge scar is what my Aunt did. Before that I just didn't like all those things.
She made Tuna fish. I said I don't like it. She said SHE EATS WHAT WE EAT OR NOTHING. My grandmother begged to let her make me mac and cheese. But honestly looking back I think she was mad because my grandmother doted on me. Growing up my aunt was a spoiled brat so she never did that for her. My aunt grabbed me by the face and shoved a big kitchen spoon of tuna in my mouth so hard I vomited all over myself and floor.
She yelled at me saying I did it on purpose. She made me clean it up by myself than made me go to bed and wouldn't let me clean myself up. She sent me to bed covered in tuna fish and vomit.
I cried myself to sleep, hungry, scared, and far from my Mom and Dad.
From there it slowly developed to a full on fear.
One of these days I am going to tell her face to face what she did to me.
Each time when ever I see her I just can't do it. -.-
One day though Aunt bitch one day. I will make her realize how fucked up she made me.
I had a job at a burger place once and was fired because I couldn't do anything but French fries and drinks all thanks to my fear.
Cockroaches. I have been known to quit my house because there was a cockroach in it. I try to keep everywhere spic & span but these little buggers! It's really bad, I can't even see a picture of one without freaking out.
But myself and my family aren’t really that interesting...
They're going to get us all! They're alien! Look at them! Giant head with tiny body! They must be alien!
Mayo
Mustard
Pickles
In that order. From worse to least.
It is really bad if one touches me I will scrub the spot till I bleed. If not stopped I will turn on scalding hot water and I feel nothing I just feel the fear. I once gave myself a large blister due to me using such hot water.
It started the summer before I turned 7. I went to my aunt's house with my grandmother to spend the summer with my cousin. Alot of other shit happen that summer but the 1 thing that left a huge scar is what my Aunt did. Before that I just didn't like all those things.
She made Tuna fish. I said I don't like it. She said SHE EATS WHAT WE EAT OR NOTHING. My grandmother begged to let her make me mac and cheese. But honestly looking back I think she was mad because my grandmother doted on me. Growing up my aunt was a spoiled brat so she never did that for her. My aunt grabbed me by the face and shoved a big kitchen spoon of tuna in my mouth so hard I vomited all over myself and floor.
I cried myself to sleep, hungry, scared, and far from my Mom and Dad.
From there it slowly developed to a full on fear.
One of these days I am going to tell her face to face what she did to me.
Each time when ever I see her I just can't do it. -.-
One day though Aunt bitch one day. I will make her realize how fucked up she made me.
I had a job at a burger place once and was fired because I couldn't do anything but French fries and drinks all thanks to my fear.