We dropped off our daughter at her Halloween party. We showed up 20 minutes late a fashionably late entrance. Me and my husband in our bright purple shirts with #IMatter in bold white and we were ignored.
I relised at that point I was in hell, a whole town trapping ya, taking everything and no one cares.
sucicidal? Or striped of every hope of being free. Draining our accounts to nothing ignoring us, wondering with every time our door bell rings what’s next. Hunger games is alive in Oceanside California