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I distanced myself from the so-called family years ago because of horrible things which they thought or accepted as normal.

Last night, an old neighbour told me that mum died of heart problems last week. I've got three "brothers", and none of them fucking bothered to tell me. I know I'm estranged, but we bloody grew up together. That apparently counts for nothing now.

So upset, so angry. Haven't slept. Can't sleep. Really feel the need to cut.

He said he loved K-pop, when in fact he loved the Super Manic Animal Preacher Furry Street Men. Possibly a case of Busgedi. What say?

Because they're not eternal 'snuff. The voices don't allow it, and me cat's Welsh. Diolch

"Hee hee! Ow!"

Offenbach