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@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

Ah.
Well, it's different for everybody. Either way, you can solve most of your problems with structural problem solving techniques, and a healthy lifestyle.
I believe in youuu!

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Honestly most of this is just me… but the biggie is my mom's now very very terrifyingly real threat to anything and everything connected to my writing…

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Thanks Ravens… honestly I just need life to stop throwing shit in my direction.

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Do you have some way of backing up/saving/copying your writing somewhere she can’t get?

Not really…. she has access to literally everything I have online… and no I can't risk changing my passwords.

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Yeah, Starlight. We are here for you my dude! I'm 100% with you. You need, I don't care if it's 1 a.m. in the morning, PM me

Thank you Shuri…

@ravens

the only thing I could come up with was to pm a copy of your writing to someone so you can access that if she deletes everything?

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That would be my entire drive. Several accounts worth of info, and a couple of other things too…. and unfortunately my mom could just take away my internet access entirely.

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I could do that, I think I actually have a couple of flashdrives my mom got me for school… but I don't know how to use them…

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I don't know anything. I don't know even like
IDK
ANYTHING

@Pickles group

Warning: this contains a bit of a "mature" topic, so if you're really young please don't read this
This sounds kinda dumb after I read through some of the to her stuff but I have to say this somewhere that it won't get back to this person
So last year, I had four classes with a girl. Let's call her F. We were really only friends because we didn't know anyone else. So F and I are not particularly pretty or curvy and guys have never really liked either of us. So imagine my surprise when a guy (let's call him J) asked me to homecoming. I was really happy come to find out the status that HE HAS A FRACKING LIST OF GIRLS HE LIKES AND I WAS AT THE BOTTOM. Then he decided to IGNORE me on a band trip for no apparent reason do I ended up ditching him the week before homecoming.
Then our drum major, Z, decided to like me. There was another guy, K, who was REALLY creepy that also liked me, so I decided dating Z was a good idea. Come to find out Z was spreading nasty rumors about F.
Flash forward to a few months later, when I find out that F has severe depression, has tried to kill herself several times, and has had more boyfriends in the past month than I can count. So I spent the rest of that year thinking I was a complete failure in the romance department. Then I find out that the rumors Z was spreading were TRUE and F sent nudes to everyone that asked. F and I don't talk anymore.
Then there was another girl, O. Well more specifically, her mom (M). So O and I both play flute, and we sat next to each other last year. So while you aren't playing, your flute goes across your lap. They come pretty close to touching because we sit close and flutes are looong. So, no surprise, I accidentally hit her (very expensive) flute with my (not quite as expensive but still very expensive) flute. Because I have no hand eye coordination, and it's worse when its a thing I'm holding. So this happened during a concert, and O got pissy and accused me of trying to break her flute. So M goes to the principal and the director, accusing me of a bunch of stuff. The director believed her and called me out. The principal (let's call him A, shall we?) doesn't believe M, because I have a pretty clean record. O starts telling me (again) that's she's going to get all of my friends to ur against me. A can't really do much, but tell the director that I have to be moved, so I get knocked down two chairs. M, however, is not satisfied. She continues to call A, until A calls me to his office and says, "I know you didn't do anything, but I have to give you detention, because M won't stop calling me." I got a two hour detention, and that was the only detention I've ever gotten. O eventually stopped, and we're kind of friends again, thanks to F.
We had an awful section leader in marching band who I hated (and still do). She was a tyrant, and played favorites and when the drama with O and I happened, the director told her (we'll go with E), about some of the stuff that was happening and we had a FRACKING "family meeting" in which she pretended to know everything so I had to tell at her for that.
This has been a crappy recap of my crappy freshman year. Sorry, this stuff still bugs me.

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