The flap on my backpack purse was making a noise that sounded like fast approaching footsteps behind me and I literally started running in the target parking lot 🙃
Every day I experience emotional abuse. Apparently I'm not allowed to feel any type emotion unless it's happy or energetic.
Today, I got a little overwhelmed at a crowded store and was told that I needed to go home because I'm crossed.
Literally dealt with the scariest shit this past week. Been super stress and surviving off 4 hours of sleep every night. And I'm told that I'm getting upset for no reason when I ask for/expect more than the bare minimum of help.
Cool 😎