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EDIT: FOUND IT THANK YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE AND GOOD SAMARITANS

Yeah I’m an idiot I know 😭😭😭 I was crying on the phone to a friend when I parked and forgot to take a picture of the surroundings

It’s a white 2014 Honda CRV XL with Virginia tags if you’ve seen it! I’m not sure how I can make it up to you but I promise I will!!

EDIT: I’ve been walking around the area clicking my keys for the last 2 hours and I called the city to ask if it had somehow been towed/relocated (they said no). I’m gonna go back out in a little bit after taking a break from the heat!!

EDIT 2: more identifying characteristics!! And updates!

-two green stickers on the back windshield that say “Riverside College of Health Sciences”

-Bumper sticker that says “Williamsburg parking authority” or something similar (parking permit for the city of Williamsburg)

I spoke to the parking authority and they said they don’t have a record of towing it, I’m taking a break from the heat then going back out to look some more and make a report if I still can’t find it.

Dear Mom,

When I left you behind, it was out of desperation. I knew that you’d hurt me further if I stayed. It wasn’t getting better with me being out of the house, it was getting worse. Those were some of the darkest months of my life—I loved you more than I loved myself. I would’ve done anything for you. If there had been any other way, I would’ve done it in a second. It broke me to leave you and I’ve never fully recovered. I miss you in ways that I still struggle to understand.

I left him this week, but not out of that same desperation. The weeks that he was out of town were some of the best of my life. I could have friends over, go out, eat foods he hated, and do the things I love. I didn’t have to tiptoe around his moods or worry about being beaten or raped. The final straw was experiencing happiness.

I could’ve chosen to stay and been quiet. I could’ve been even more passive and let him continue to hurt me. My life was in danger, sure, but only mine. Not anyone else’s. Unlike you, he was only dangerous to me. But I chose to leave because I want to be happy. A week later, I feel…relieved. I feel light. I know that money will be rough for a couple of years, but I’ll survive. I have my head held high and I know I’ll make it through somehow.

Everyone else is proud of me. They keep telling me how strong I am. But the hole in my heart shaped like you is silently critical. She doesn’t have to say anything; the tapes in my head of your words play automatically: I’m weak, I’m worthless, I’m a bad person, I’m sick in the head and heart, I deserved this and worse, I can’t be trusted or loved.

All these years later, you still hold the keys to my heart. Intellectually I know that I’m being really strong and brave and all these other things but I don’t really believe it. There’s a world of possibilities ahead of me—I’m excited to explore them, but that world isn’t complete without you. You’re also wealthy enough to support me financially if you cared about my safety. But you don’t. You’ll never be proud of me. You’ll never love me. You’ll never be in my corner. You’ll never know how much I’ve endured. Even if you knew, you’d never care.

I’m going to get through this because I’ve become strong. But it’ll never feel complete without you.

Hi! I’m looking for books that I can read with a friend who has multiple degrees in Chinese history, languages, and cultures. I have a personal interest in South Asian history, languages, and cultures. I’m hoping to find something that falls in both our spheres.

On my list currently is only China, India, and the World: A Connected History by Tansen Sen. If there are more like it I’d love to add them to the list!!