The History of Bullying and Harassment

No one has to read this.

It began after the father of my child left me. Like he literally made me move out of his house and left West Virginia behind to go be with his new wife after divorcing his second. I did try and marry him myself after being together off and on. The relationship was ridiculous to begin with. The major age gap started when I was 19 and ended when I was 21. He was the reason behind me missing my first heart surgery. By the way, he was in his mid to late 30's when we got together and he is now 50 something...doing the math ain't hard. 

Now fast forward a bit after he left and my life had moved on. What's worse my Facebook was personally hacked that started before I had Melanie (Xia). Day in and day out, trying to keep my life normal. Yeah, that didn't happen. Since then I've had the worst deals dealt to me. It isn't helping my stress level any. I swear I could die of a heart attack at any point. 

Here is what they get me on:

My looks

Being disabled

Unable to work outside of my home (100% disabled)

Make me seem like I'm unfit for my child (teenager)

Mock me for doing something for myself

Each new job whether Author or something beyond what they expect (no idea what that is)

I'm inbred (false)

I scraped cum off the wall to make my child (false)

I'm not American enough (whatever that means)

I'm ugly

I'm a troll

I'm useless

I need to get a job and quit living off the government (if it was that simple)

Yeah, the list could go on and on. No one will ever understand the struggle behind my closed doors because of being mocked, bullied, and harassed every few years or so because someone can't seem to let the past go. I don't know who or why these people only come after ME. I have no idea what I ever did. I don't know who they are at all. I just wish it would stop. I wish I could enjoy life without every time I turn around and someone is feeling like I don't belong. 

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