After over a year of heartache, setting boundaries and trying to heal, I split off from my families toxic group chat. It started f*ing me up 8 months ago, I put them on mute, at first because I could t bear the separation then to know what the “enemy” had to say. Every time I interact with them I’m attacked. I’m sure they have a different group chat without me anyway.

What changed tonight? An article of coercion and sexual harassment. To which I replied the alleged perp was “a sick fuck” based on court docs released that I read. I wasn’t the only one to express disgust, but I was the one told to “calm down, we don’t know if she’s telling the truth.” I won’t stand for this kind of blatant biasness.

They don’t know I was sexually assaulted a couple years ago. I didn’t tell them because I was so afraid they would blame me. It took a long time to realize I wasn’t at fault. They’ve always silenced me but not anymore. I’m not tolerating their continued abuse toward me. They didn’t even want to try to understand.

I have a family I’ve made who loves me, and I’m starting to learn that’s all I need.