It's 24 hours later
So I talked to my therapist abt it today and we worked out a way for me to talk to my folks abt it.
Me being me I mostly winged it.
Went well tho. I talked to my mom and we got deep. She understands and agrees that the situation didn't play out well and that's not how things should've gone or what should've been done anyways. Tyler's just a bit oblivious is all, and she wants to help me talk to him abt it.
This is kindof a big step for me, to bring up smthn that bothered me and talk abt it. Ig im making progress.
Tyler's a bit more intimidating than my mom tho. He's not quite as understanding ig. Idk how to describe him.
We also got into a bit of ptsd stuff as a result bc that's what triggered me so bad yesterday. I changed my password this morning and took my USB's to school with me bc I was paranoid. I admitted that to her and she understood and was glad I found a way to ease my fears.
I know they'd never snoop and she assured me of such but I've just been through so much that only a select few get access to things like that. Not that I don't love and trust my family... but I can't give them that. And my mom understands that. So does my therapist. It's my space and it should stay that way.
Now the hardest thing is gonna be finding a way to talk to Tyler and make him understand as well.
Thanks again for reading, ilyasm💙💙💙💙
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