Funny how you self-diagnosed yourself, just as an excuse for teaching me badly.
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I remember waking up to a bunch of text messages from you. I read them, each one is straight-up crap. Makes no sense at all. Just another one of your self-diagnoses, you claim to have but refuse to go to the doctor for.
'Baby I think I have autism'
'Aleesha, I have a personality disorder'
'Oh no, I have an eating disorder
I text back, asking the million-dollar question 'Did you see a doctor? How do you know?'.
Only for you to answer, 'No, I just researched it'
I told you, it's not good to research illnesses and diagnose yourself. You got mad, said I wasn't being supportive. Supportive of what? Last week, you were depressed which I believed, because you cut your skin like paper. Now, you are autistic, have a personality disorder, an eating disorder. But a nurse, not even a doctor told you this.
No, you diagnose yourself as if it's a funny game. Like, your personality disorder is a good enough excuse for you to mistreat people. Especially the ones you love.
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To My Abusive Ex |editing| (Complete)
Storie breviFive times of going back to you, and you haven't changed at all. #15 in Emotional Abuse (1\16\2022) #1 in False Accusation (2\9\ 2022)
