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    @audreysupersecretspam2 the only thing thats funny is that you think im kidding …

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    the only thing thats funny is that you think im kidding #fyp #repost #you #relatable #viral #joke #jealous #jealousy

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  • I Married A Bully But My Daughter Got A Worse Deal

    I married a bully.

    I married a piss poor excuse of a man that started slapping me after the first year. He then went on to constantly give me black eyes, break my nose and even shove a glass in my face. Jade was only a little girl, but she saw some of it, and when she was at the age of 4 or 5 I left him. He started turning the light off and back on again because he knew it scared her. He could do what he liked to me but I would never cry. His only way to really get to me was through Jade. That was enough for me to exit that marriage, so we left. I left my own house and a lot of what was in it just to get away from that scumbag; I was not prepared to put her in danger.

    Jade knew what was going on and as she grew she wasn’t going to let anyone treat her the way I had been treated. She’d seen the pain I’d had to go through and the pills the doctor put me on because of the state I was in. Valium, Amitriptyline, Prozac… You name it, I’ve been on it.

    At the ripe old age of 26 I was a wreck. Beaten black and blue for years by a piece of shit whose aim in life was to kick fuck out of someone he professed to love. He’d cover me in ‘love’ bites and scrawl big purple welts down my back. HIS marks!

    So, Jade steered clear of scum like him. Then she met someone she hadn’t seen for years and started dating him. It lasted about 7 months from start to finish. He wanted her to settle down, have kids etc but that’s not what she wanted. Jade was loving life. She loved her job, had her own house, new car, went on different holidays around the world, loved her family and her friends. Life couldn’t have been better for her.

    Jump forward to today…

    6 years ago today, at around this time 5:45pm, Jade sat on my sofa and told me her new ‘man’ was jealous, possessive and that she had finished with ‘him’ but not told him. She said she wanted to ‘break away gently’, so had told him she wanted a little space. I told her he would hit her. I know the signs; been there, done that. She said she didn’t think he would.

    I never saw her again because 2 days later she was dead.

    Backed into her own kitchen, stabbed 96 times with at least 4 of her own kitchen knives, while he screamed at her ‘that’s what you get for being a slag’. The filthy, murdering bastard thought she was seeing someone else, when all along she wanted a little peace away from his demands. And away from that bitch of a mother of his who supplied the bullets for the murderers imaginary gun.

    He made such a mess of Jade that I never got to say goodbye. I wasn’t able to see her because he shredded her; something his mother saw and hope she sees every single night when she closes her eyes and every single morning when she opens them.

    I don’t dwell on those scumbags, but they are still breathing, so I hope they both suffer a long, excruciatingly painful death. And I hope Jade haunts them every rotten day they are on this Earth, but she won’t. Because Jade was lovely and wouldn’t dream of doing such a thing.

    So, my darling Jade, I will be reading my cards in a moment and hoping you will come to me for a little while. I miss you so bad and regardless of what people say, it doesn’t get any easier.

    Keep on dancing up there

    xxx <3 xxx

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  • Stop Worrying How Others See You-Inspirational Post

    When you aren’t worrying so much about how others see you, you can show them who you really are.

    Stop worrying how others see you and start looking at how you see yourself, if you see someone who is ugly that’s what others will see, learn to love yourself, there is no one like YOU and that is amazing, you are unique.

    Not everyone will love you, it’s true—but those who do will be loving the real you, not the one you made up for public consumption.

    This you is actually much more interesting, anyway! We lose so much when we trade in authenticity for social approval. We lose our spontaneity and zest for life. We lose confidence in our own judgment and taste. We lose ourselves, sometimes forever. And the world loses the contribution that only we can make.

    You do not need to look like the women inside of fashion magazines, you don’t need to try to hide your face under a ton of make up, You my dear are beautiful just the way you are.

    Be confident, be proud and most of all be brave enough to be the real you, when you larn to be yourself you will not care what others think of you, smile and wave at the bitches that hate, they are just jealous of how happy you are and that you do not care what others think.

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  • I Am In Hell Because It Is Not My Baby

    Sitting in the labour and delivery room at the hospital with my sister. My mum, who is also pregnant, just showed up. I’m smiling, and carrying on conversations, but inside? I am in hell.

    I guess I’m a very selfish and mean person because I don’t think it’s fair. I don’t think it’s fair that I was the one who was actively trying to get pregnant, but instead God not only blessed one of my family members, but two with the gift that I had been praying for, for YEARS.

    I hate feeling this way. I am beyond happy for them, but at the same time I’m over here struggling to keep my composure and not burst into tears. It’s not fair that I’m the one who has to go through this pain. It’s not fair that each month I take dose after dose of medication and pray so fervently that God will bless me with a child.

    I changed my eating habits, I changed my lifestyle. This was supposed to be my moment, or like my moment, where everyone shows up to the hospital because they’re excited for the new baby. But it’s not. It’s not my baby, it’s not my moment, and I won’t even pretend to understand why I’m in this situation. I don’t see in just black and white anymore. I look around and I wonder just how many women are in my shoes.

    How many women go through the channels on tv and see a newborn baby on one of those nappy commercials, and you just feel your heart tear into pieces inside your chest. You can’t walk down the baby aisles because you know that if you buy it and it doesn’t happen yet again, you’ll be left looking at that item knowing that it’s still just an item and not YOUR baby’s. How many women have cried themselves to sleep at night because all they want is to start a family? I’m so happy, but I’m not.

    Here I am, listening to them talk and joke around, but I feel like the joke is on me and sometimes I wonder if God is listening to me. Please tell me i’m not alone.

  • How Do I Get Over A Friend Having An Abortion

    Has anyone had to cope with their very close friend/family getting an abortion? I am trying to get over/passed it before it happens so we can move on with our friendship, but it is wearing so heavily on my heart I can’t bear it any longer and I’m not sure I will ever be able to look at her the same again.

    She is my Fiancé’s cousin, but they were raised as siblings.. she has offered to carry a baby for us NUMEROUS times and I’ve always been able to vent to her about my struggles with infertility.

    She isn’t always the most responsible person on earth and she called me a week ago saying she thought she was pregnant and the guy she had been sleeping with is just a friend he doesn’t want anymore children.

    Now please don’t think of me the wrong way, I’m IN NO WAY saying she should give the baby to us. (Not that we would decline that offer but regardless) I just didn’t expect her to choose anything other than life for this baby. She has always been on the same page as me when it came to being Pro-Life.. and now that it’s happened to her she’s turned a 360. She has an appointment scheduled for friday to terminate.

    I’m just looking for some advice, do I say something, ignore and move on after all it is her body her choice, but I am finding it so hard to understand and accept, we would give anything to have a new life to call our own, yet she has been given the gift of a baby and she plans to destroy this.

    Am I just being jealous and bitter? Would I feel differently had I already had a baby of my own, what would you do?

  • My Daughter Loves Her Dads New Partner

    Yesterday my daughter came out of school wanting to go and buy a present for someone special for the weekend. When I realised it was her dad’s girlfriend that she wanted to buy it for well my heart dropped right there and then and my face must have shown it too as I had to sit and cuddle her while she sobbed uncontrollably because she realised that what she had just said had hurt my feelings… I hid the tears rolling down my face while I held her tight. I hid my pain while she expressed hers.

    I then realised that my own hurt was wrong, why should I be jealous of another woman who loves and cares for my little girl, and clearly my daughter feels the same way, my exs partner is not a threat she is an added bonus and a welcome addition to my daughter’s family.

    One friend of mine expressed that she would feel jealous of their relationship and I explained that at first I was but soon came to realise that I have a strong bond with my daughter, she is my friend and my love for her is so strong, why should I be jealous that my daughter has someone who keeps her safe who wants to be a part of her life and wants the best for her.

    Being a split family isn’t something I wanted and it is hard when you see someone you love move on and get into a new relationship especially when she is perfect, but I knew I had to grow up and put my daughter first, I don’t want her to grow up and feel see is stuck in the middle of a woman she likes and a mother she loves.

    The way I see it is my daughter’s family has just got bigger and I am happy she has someone else in her life who is a strong female role model.