Here’s the thing: I’ve experienced stalkers more than once in my life. Sick, depraved human beings. I was five years old the first time I had a stalker. He would call my parents and tell them how he was going to kill me. Five years old. I had a police escort to school. I remember everything.
So, this stuff with my daughter is extra devastating. I’ve tried really hard, dug deep, to put my own trauma aside so I do the absolute best thing for my kid. The balance is extremely difficult and I have moments when I crack. Today has been brutal. But, I’ll collect myself and keep on keepin on.
I'm so sorry to hear this. I wish there was something I could do to support you other than comments on bluesky. I hope you and your daughter are okay.
*hugs* I have no words other than to be in awe of the fighter you are and how far that journey has taken you. I'm sorry you have to go through all this.
thank you ♥️