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mofongo wrote

Is there anything we could do to help? A GoFundMe or something? I have seeing you going through this.


noordinaryspider wrote

Maybe. I just can't think about money right now. That's what got me into this mess in the first place. I could never quite reach escape velocity. I never will if I try to go the slave labour route.

It's just been like this my whole life. This family will pick one member for their "permanent" or "pet" psychological patient and then they'll all just torture them until they die.

Taking the kid was supposed to be acting out my "worst nightmare" but there was more of me than they realized underneath. They've taken other kids.

I'm going to be more rational in a few days if I can get the sleeping and eating shit together. A squat is starting to sound nice. I keep forgetting I don't have a kid or a cat. It's like "phantom pain" for amputees--just beyond my comprehension to be singular right now.

It's been over 30 years since I've been singular.


noordinaryspider wrote

If you know anyone who can tell me more about the squat behind the mall that would be helpful. Preferably online or phone. I need to be able to ask questions, answer questions, and then just get out when I've had enough.

If that's not possible, it's okay. I'll just wait until I'm ready or until I can't. If they tell me it's time to go I'm going to put on my backpack. I'm going to walk out the door. I'm going to go down to the Bayshore Mall. Behind the Bayshore Mall there is a squat. I am going to go to the squat. Then I will be safe.