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[lbulldesigns]

AITAH FOR GHOSTING MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS FOR THREE YEARS, FOR MY OWN MENTAL HEALTH?

Posted 7th of January, 2024

Disclaimer: mentions of self-harm, violence, and attempted suicide.

Please bear with me. This post will be long.

I (20f) have been estranged from my family for the past three years.

I want to start off by saying that my family aren't bad people. They were never abusive, and they did care for me, but they could never understand me or the full extent of my issues.

Some background. When I was around five, my sister (26f), we'll call her V, and I witnessed our parents' death at the hands of some trigger-happy Enforcers. We don't know why they decided our parents deserved to die, but they did, and we were left orphaned when the authorities couldn't find any other family to take us in.

We bounced around in the system for a while, fearing being torn from each other at any moment, before a family friend was able to foster and then officially adopt us. Our AD (adoptive dad) was a godsend, he was and still (to my knowledge) is the most patient and gentle man I know. Despite looking like a wolf LOL.

Along with gaining a new father we also gained two brothers (twin 23m) the older twin (C) takes after our dad, Kind and patient. The younger twin (M) however is a little nasty bitch, who took upon himself to make my life in particular an ongoing hell. He was never physically abusive, but he was verbally abusive. It felt like not a day would go by when he wasn't putting me down and treating my existence like it was something insignificant. He never had a problem with V, just me.

For the first six years everyone else would defend me, put him in his place, and overall hold him accountable but at some point, they stopped holding him accountable and just expected me to grow a thicker skin. I still remember the day when I went crying to my sister and rather than comfort me, just rolled her eyes and asked if I could maybe not take him seriously because she needed to finish her group project. To her credit, she apologised for that but it was hard to rely on her after that.

Long story short, M made my home life unbearable, and I had bullies at school that made it unbearable. Especially once I was in high school and my best (and only) friend started making friends of his own. I want to say that I was cool with this, but in reality, I turned into an absolute brat and refused to get along with any of them. I wish I didn't, but I just couldn't help but feel betrayed and genuinely acted on those emotions.

And this is how I was with everyone. Constantly betrayed and acting out. It was no wonder everyone I knew got sick of me.

My Dad was constantly worrying about me.

My older brother avoided me as much as possible, to avoid my outbursts.

My sister was just constantly swinging between feeling guilty, angry, and just done with my constant outbursts. Especially when these outbursts were directed at her girlfriend, who constantly talked about how she wanted to be an Enforcer to protect others (take a wild guess why I couldn't like her). V even slapped me for something I said (I can't remember what) to her GF that made her cry.

And my best friend... hates me.

It's my own fault, obviously.

What led to the title of my post is this.

I told my (former) best friend that I loved him and wanted to be with him, and he just raged at me. Apparently, he was seeing someone and thought that I was pulling something in order to break them up. He didn't believe me when I said that I didn't know he was in a relationship (I genuinely didn't know) but he wouldn't hear it and called me an AH and said he was done with me.

I felt humiliated and heartbroken, when I got home that day I was crying and M was the first person, unfortunately, who I came across. And the first thing he does is scoff and roll his eyes, and said "fucking crybaby".

I don't fully remember what happened, I blacked out, but I remember my dad pulling me off of M and his face was a bloody mess. I'm pretty sure that I broke his nose and then some, my dad was so angry. The angriest I've ever seen him; he actually shook me by the shoulders and demanded what was wrong with me. And when I couldn't answer, they told me to get out. Which I did.

I just bolted from the house, the sound of shouting behind me, and just kept running until I got to the Bridge of Progress.

I was just so empty and lost, and the water below looked so tempting. I was about to end it all when my guardian angel showed up.

Ez (21m) was walking by when he saw me about to jump and, without hesitation, climbed up next to me and asked what we were doing.

He saved me that day, without even trying. He listened to my whining and rather than offer me empty promises of "it'll be okay" instead said "girl you messed up. Wanna go on an adventure with me?"

We've been friends ever since.

I took him on his offer and went home to collect some things, when I got there the lights were off so I climbed up to my bedroom window and let myself in. I grabbed my clothes, some saved up cash, my laptop, and my documents (in case I needed them) and left a note for my family saying "bye".

And that was three years ago. I haven't been in contact with them, I don't follow them on social media, and I left my mobile behind so they were never able to get hold of me.

I completely and utterly. Ghosted them. And I don't entirely regret it.

In the last three years I have gained close friends, experienced new things, seen interesting things, and have felt well enough to actually want to seek therapy. My mental health improved greatly, although I still have issues but still am lot better than I was before.

However, I can't help but feel like an AH. My family weren't bad, just fed up. They are genuinely good people (even M) it's just that I bring the worst out in people. But recently I've been wondering if I should reach out or not.

What if doing so disrupts their lives? What if my leaving improved their lives?

I don't know.

AITAH if I reach out to my family after ghosting them for three years?

(This is a fanfic. Please read tags)

[veerbles]

the end of ck is like, if you are a protagonist whose main character arc is being haunted by your dead brother and your friend has just recently developed powers allowing her to raise people from the dead, is it really a coincidence or is it just the doomed narrative coming for you?

[pigdemonart]

Guau, ella es bisexual, i didn’t know that!

Vico and Fátima being little disasters, as usual. In ENG and SPA of course, tho imho the dialogue is always a little funnier in Spanish B^]

Imagine Fatima’s surprise when seeing that the captain of the baseball team from her old high school, is now being cunty at the supermarket???? The nerve. The audacity.

In reverse, imagine the horror of being openly queer but NOT knowing if the girl you’re interested in is Aware or even remotely Okay with your

💖gender thing.💖 How to even begin to explain???

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[hooliganarachnid]

Hey, so with the Loki season two finale airing in like four days, a show featuring a currently heavily implied romance between a dark haired immortal being who played a role in human history searching for his purpose and a just some blond guy—I feel like marvel has the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever, three years and four days after destiel was made canon and promptly executed on live television.

[fizzytoo]

amaya and karlee settle into chestnut ridge smoothly. karlee's living with amaya temporarily, choosing to staying close to her sibling while also figuring out her place in the world. just two kids miles away from their childhood in sulani…

[blood-mocha-latte]

loosier as text posts part two (1)

[canisalbus]

Look, I know it's supposed to end badly. But I need to admit that in my head, they declared a mutual "fuck this shit" to the world and society. Packed all the stuff they could one late night and escaped to a remote open plain in the middle of some thick woods where they spent the rest of their lives healing and living freely in nature.

I've been having a lot of intense feelings about them as well. The tragical elements are so baked in to their story and setting, it's hard to imagine a happy ending for them. But every now and then I find myself thinking of scenarios and AUs where they both live and grow old together. For coping purposes, I suppose.

[tabithatwo]

do you think shauna learned that cells turn over completely in seven years thing in high school biology and latched onto it and had an existential crisis meltdown of nuclear proportions when it was coming up on seven years since she’d consumed jackie because none of the cells in her body were born out of the energy she got from jackie’s flesh anymore?

[jaymber]

✧ 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉 ✧

[aurorangen]

Finally a new case assignment and it's all thanks to Vincent and Isaac! Let's hope it won't be anything like last time 😣

Transcript:

Darius: Team we've got a new case assignment.

Noah: What is it this time? If this is something useless again, then I'm gonna-

Darius: Nah don't worry, this one's up to our standards! Where is Renee?

Noah: She went to get some research papers.

[Renee comes back with confidential Strangerville material as she was given access by her seniors]

Renee: I'm back! I figured we should look into Strangerville since we don't have any cases.

Darius: Hmm? Strangerville?

Renee: [realises he doesn't know the place] You see, our friend from uni is from Strangerville. She went back to take care of business [sighs] but we've not heard from her since. She's disappeared from our lives.

Darius: [skims through a file] Nothing about it online…I wonder what's happening there. I'm sorry about your friend, but let's look at this in the future. We have a potential money laundering case to investigate.

Renee: [recalls Vincent talking about winning his case and its outcome on their walk] We should do that.

[gigimirasol]

a transparent Athena from the splash image for Turnabout Storyteller

[whenthegoldrays]

Something I haven't seen anyone discussing is the use of hairstyles to tell the story in Greta's "Little Women." The girls are all wearing their hair down in the flashbacks and up in the grown-up scenes. The last time Jo wears her hair down is Meg's wedding, when she's lamenting about childhood being over. The next scene in chronological order is Laurie's proposal, at which point her hair is up and she's being the mature one, refusing him and explaining why. The only times after this that we see Jo with her hair down are when she writes Laurie the letter and when he tells her he's married to Amy. It's like, for a brief moment, after losing Beth and feeling so gutted and lonely, she's reverted to childhood. But marrying Laurie would not help her to mature or be an adult, and her hair, such a tiny detail in the grand scheme of things, is a subtle indicator of this.

[wa-royal-tea]

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Gardenia Estate, Belcoast (7:56pm)

♫ Music plays in the background ♫

Belle: Dira! Over here!

Belle: We’ve been waiting for you! What took you so long?

Indirah: Sorry for the wait, Aunt Bee. The traffic was quite bad.

Belle: It’s alright. You’re here now. Niamh, you remember Dira, right?

Niamh: Of course~ It’s nice to see you again.

Indirah: Same here.

Niamh: Oh, this is my nephew, Dom. Dom, this is Dira. You went to her brother’s wedding a few years ago with Saoirse and me, remember?

Indirah: Nice to see you here. I didn’t know you were related to Auntie Niamh.

Niamh: Oh? You know each other?

Indirah: I’ve met him several times. He lost his wallet the first time we met and he also got lost in our Campus.

Domhnall: *chuckles* That’s me. Sorry I didn’t recognize you sooner. You look different without all that tiara and stuff.

Indirah: *scoffs* Is that so? Do I really look that different?

Domhnall: Well, if I’m being honest, you look prettier without them.

Belle: Dira, dear, why don’t you take Dom to Ginny and Rainier over there? He arrived a few minutes before you and hasn’t greeted them yet. Maybe you both can greet our couple together?

Indirah: Yeah, sure.

Domhnall: What are you doing?

Niamh: Nothing~ Just go with her. You’ll thank us later.

Domhnall: Aunt—

Indirah: Dom? Are you coming?

Domhnall: Yeah, give me a sec!

Sofia: So Ginny told me that you guys are trying for a baby now. How’s it going?

Alfie: We’re still working on it.

Darien: Have you decided how many kids you want?

Alfie: We haven’t talked about it yet.

Sofia: Well, you should. Don’t go in blind. Being a parent is not like playing house.

Catalina: We’ll talk about it soon. I’m sure we’ll figure out how many we want.

Darien: You better stick to the plan or else you’re gonna end up like your Uncle Em here.

Emery: Hey! Don’t be mean. Belle and I planned to have a big family. We love the chaos.

Sofia: Mhm. Sure you do.

*Darien & Emery laughs in the background*

Catalina: Alfie?

Alfie: Hm?

Catalina: We never talked about how many kids we want.

Alfie: Mhm. I thought I’d let you decide that. You’re the one who’s gonna push them out.

Catalina: I know that. But what if I told you I only want one baby? What are you gonna do then?

Alfie: Then one child is what we’ll get.

Catalina: *clicks tongue* Alfie! Is this not important to you?

Alfie: Of course it’s important to me.

Catalina: Then why aren’t you telling me what you want? If this is important to you, we would’ve had this conversation before we got married.

Alfie: It just never crossed my mind.

Catalina: Oh, so you’re saying you never thought about having kids with me before?

Alfie: Don’t twist my words. Of course I’ve always thought about having kids with you. I just never gave it a serious thought.

Catalina: *huffs* Fine then. Since you say it like that, then I guess we’ll only have one.

Alfie: *sighs*

Alfie: Three kids, max.

Catalina: Just three?

Alfie: *snorts* What? You want more?

Catalina: *scoffs* Three is fine. Not too much. We both have three siblings too and our parents can handle that. It won’t be too hard.

Alfie: Eh~ We’ll see. If our kids take after me, they’re going to be a handful. I was a naughty kid, y’know.

Catalina: I know. Nothing I can’t handle. If I can handle their dad, I’m sure I can handle them too.

Alfie: We can handle them. You and me.

Catalina: Yes. We.

[thebramblewood]

Read an exclusive excerpt of "Chapter 5: The Mysterious Cal and Lily" from Tangled Vines: A Complete Investigation of the Vatore Disappearances, the bestselling phenomenon sweeping Sim Nation!

The advent of the Roaring '20s put a new city on the map. Prohibition was in full swing across the nation (though often loosely and selectively enforced), but citizens were more eager than ever to revel in excess. Producers of alcoholic beverages (including the Vatore family itself, having swiftly resumed business operations despite the loss of its future inheritors) transitioned to an outward emphasis on medical spirits while moving recreational production underground. Equally clandestine speakeasys began cropping up by the dozens, but one city's winding sidewalks, grimy storefronts, and labyrinthine system of underground tunnels made it particularly well-suited to hosting these secret locales. Soon enough, San Myshuno was the pinnacle of glitz, glamor, and elegant debauchery. All who attended a party wanted to be seen. Curiously, though, two of the names most often uncovered in tabloid archives, Cal and Lily, seemed to fully avoid the increasingly ubiquitous flash of the camera. While other frequenters of the speakeasy circuit often found their grainy black and white faces in print, providing endless fodder for the burgeoning gossip rag industry, this pair remained elusive, which of course sold even more papers. Fellow partygoers pitched first-hand accounts to the highest bidders, and readers clung onto every salacious word. Lily and Cal were always observed to arrive together, but she would soon make a beeline for the gramophone while he settled in at the bar. Nearly every report calls Lily an exquisite beauty with an almost supernatural ability for drawing men into her orbit. In some instances, partygoers describe a herd of suitors nearly erupting into fisticuffs as they competed for her attention. It is impossible to say how many of these accounts are exaggerated or even fabricated. Nevertheless, it is clear she was quite the force. At the end of the night, she would leave with her chosen companion, stupefied by his stroke of good luck, on her arm. Meanwhile, Cal would watch listlessly from a distance, nursing a glass of whiskey he was never observed to actually drink. The relationship between the two was unclear, as was his reason for accompanying her, as he seemed to have little interest in the raucousness surrounding him. He rarely engaged with other guests or even Lily herself, though there is at least one report of an argument in which he seemed with little success to be dissuading her from leaving with yet another man. One cannot help but draw parallels to a certain set of siblings with suspiciously similar names. Despite being younger, Caleb Vatore was always said to be protective over his sister Lilith's interests, even if she rarely heeded his advice. Digging into the newspaper archives at Myshuno Meadows Library unearths several more disturbing accounts. Increasingly, there were whispers that the men Lily seduced completely vanished from San Myshuno society after coming into contact with her. While there was a small spike in unsolved murder cases at the time, a concrete connection between the victims and the mysterious Lily cannot be made. In one story, which admittedly reads like a hallucinatory drug trip, Lily is described as a succubus with glowing red eyes and sharp blood-stained teeth. This account was clearly dismissed, for its revelations were never entertained further. All at once, the champagne and glitter dissolved into a more sober era, and these socialites vanished from public life just as swiftly. In isolation, similarities between Cal and Lily and the disappeared Vatore siblings may seem like mere coincidences. In truth, it cannot even be proven that they existed. No official records matching either individual have been discovered. One could argue that they were works of fiction concocted to boost sales or composites drawn from several individuals. However, considered alongside the evidence to be presented in later chapters, the theory that this duo and the Vatores are one and the same becomes too tantalizingly probable to dismiss.

[stinkrascal]

okay im ngl im really proud of this remake lmao

it's askeladd from vinland saga!! NO SPOILERS IM STLL ON SEASON ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[fideidefenswhore]

i don’t actually mind iterations of AB where she’s ‘mean’ (…again, whatever the fuck that means in the 16c); but i really do reject portrayals where she’s completely devoid of warmth. unfortunately for me, one of them has remained #1 prestige ‘blueprint’ tudor drama since 2012 😭