like girl… seek help, not my story views

girlie.
you don’t fuck with me?
cool.
so why the hell are you still watching me
like it’s your main baddie addiction
years after you left?

babe—
i barely remembered you existed.
unfollowed years ago.
but here you are.
daily.
multiple times. daily.
(???)
💀💀

like shit.

this isn’t even just “i’m curious.”
this is full-blown,
olympic-level hate-watching.
every story.
every post.
baby, this is not casual—
this is ritualized obsession.. 🧠

and you only popped off
the second you
thought i was slipping.
that maybe—i’m weak rn.
that’s when you strike
say some unhinged shit.
report me.
block me.
(lol ok, you are here, on my profile)
restrict my account
because i asked you to stop
hate-stalking my trauma disclosures
while i’m literally
mid–dv + incest survival arc. 🧨

fucking legendary. 💀

babe,
that’s not petty.
that’s predatory.

girl. be fucking for real.
you didn’t block me
because i was “mean.”
you blocked me
because i broke character.
because i called you the fuck out
and that made your little head implode.

i say “domestic violence”?
you hear “i need attention.”
i say “incest trauma”?
you hear “block and restrict her page.”

lmao. slow clap. 👏

like damn—
i’m dodging fists,
spam call barrages,
credit sabotage,
child support evasion,
and you’re mad
had to straight up get me restricted—
because you came to watch
and i made you uncomfortable?

bro.
that’s the part
that should scare you.
the silencing isn’t passive.
it’s organized.
it’s intentional.

baby—
you self-navigated to me.
i don’t check on you.

but fuck it—

i love this list.

✨✨ the many creative ways
they’ve told me to shut the fuck up ✨✨

let’s run back through my favs:

✶ my dad?
lmao.
the king of fuck you.
cut off a 15-year-old credit card
just ‘cause he cosigned it in 2007
and saw me escaping with a baby and a dog.
knowing that shit was my last card.
he pulled the plug to
financially choke me out.
dude—
i only ever paid that shit.
tanked my credit.
(while already in a financial emergency)
but control
is the sole language of abuse.

yo—
this one’s silly.
✶ my significant other
straight up—
threatened me with
a slander suit
right before he bounced
like “don’t you dare fucking say this shit out loud.”
you beat the holy fuck out of me
and stole my money—
but sure, let’s talk defamation
motherfucker. 💅

✶ my stepdad?
legit was like
“do you really need to say that out loud?”
yes, bitch.
yes, the fuck i do.
i had your voice in my ear
while i was fighting to stay alive
and now you want
me to censor the aftermath?
lol. girl stop.

✶ you.
babygirl—
you think i’m not used to threats?
stealthy-ass-covert-violence?
you think this is new to me?
lol nah.
this is how shit works, babe.
this is how people—
especially women—
get taught to shut the fuck up.
✨

and you?
you’re not checking in.
you’re not concerned.
you’re not supportive.

you’re just mad
that watching my survival
stopped making you feel superior.
and when that stopped working,
you tried to shut the whole show down.

✨

and babe—
the emotional whiplash of
”i hate her” (unfollow)’→
stalk daily for years →
watch me fight through dv →
”i’m have to block her”
+ report/get her restricted
for being like yo…stop.
=
wild ass
insecure-little-bitch behavior, bro.

but
fuck you too, girlie. ✨✨

✨🖕🏻✨