User blog:Ubertheif/Ello

I need to get some things off my chest.

Some of you on discord saw the poem i posted a day or two ago. I'd like to go into further meaning about that

So those of you who read it saw that someone, a male was talking to the person writing it was clearly sad about something that happened to Her.

That Her is my mother, and the He is my father.

Now, my mother is great, but she's not without her problems, she has bipolar depression, which I've known about for awhile, but I've always shrugged it off.

So, last summer i had a HUGE spike of activity compared to my normal times after that, it was because my Mom got addicted to something, before she had left, the night she found out she flipped out and started yelling about a divorce, that's really the last thing you wanted.

I don't remember sleeping that night. but my Granddad came and picked us up. The next 2 days i sat in my room (at their house) alone, crying half of the time because even though they thought i couldn't hear them, i heard them talk about how my other Grandparents might take me away.

So after my Dad came back from his trip we went back to our normal house, and my Mom went down to this City on the South West coast of Washington, called Long Beach. I actually go to a camping spot near there during the summer sometimes, so i wasn't afraid of not seeing her.

Turns out I really should of been afraid of that, because i only got to see her once, for like 3 days, even though i was only 6 hours away. Which isn't that far as you think.

I spent most of my time at my Grandparents, with the Granddad who had picked me up that first night.

I just, wanted to get that off. It's been bundled up for far too long.

I wanted to take that mask off, and I'm glad i did.

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