ken the rapist has tried this dirty mania "lovebombing" is as bad as a crazy terrorist, at me and anyone can see through it. other times he is just out and out bullying. if he wants me to be enjoying my life it means him removing himself away and not going on the sites i go on. i don't love him and never did love him and never could love him. he made it clear to me he didn't love me and he would never leave anne, his wife. I am not anne. i don't love ken and never felt a positve feeling about him. the whole time I was around him it was disgusting and he made me sick. what he has to understand is, I don't want him love. it means nothing to me. its not because i can't let in love, I want someone elses love. someone better suited to me. you can't rape a woman and go away for 17 years and make out your mad in love with her when you didn't even get me any medical treatment when I collapsed and needed medical help. if he really loved me nothing would stop him coming to my door every day and every night. i just couldn't love someone who was as dirty as him. it was not nice sex. it was awful, and now he wants to championship me, that is a joke coming from a criminal that he is and his defiant personality disorder he clearly has had all his life and all this stupid sick dirty rapeo champion lovebombing is all part of the abuse cycle I was told by a counsellor. that he will not change. he can promise he is a better man and he has changed but he has not changed and he will only get worse. he doesn't love you, the counsellor/lawyer said to me, and if he got with you he would commit domestic violence on you, it all about powerplay for him, the lovebombing is part of the cycle difiant disassociated reference schiztos do, the doctor said, he will never treat you right and you cant even compare the time with ken with other real men and by no means can it be a real romance in past or present or future tense. he is a rapist. he does this to many women. I don't feel less, I don't get there saying to myself "I don't feel like oh, if I had more self confidence I could believe a man like that could love me", a man like that? well what sort of man was he? he was fat, skinhead ugly, weird teeth, he stank, he was terrible at all sex acts infact it made me sick. he was just vomit, its not like he was good looking or caring, he had no warmth, he was a cold slab of cement personality. we had nothing in common at all. I never wanted a military man and I don't ever saw myself being with one. i can't relate to their way of thinking. they are taught to kill, they ambush lovers, and people don't like that. they don't get that because they are locked into a mind set that is about force and power. he was boring, controlling, I was not allowed to hum to music on the radio, I was not allowed to have a past or talk about my past before meeting him. he was a control freak loser. i was not allowed to talk about the death threats in the parcel. he actually thought i was crying when he left in melborne. when infact, i couldn't wait for him to leave so i could shower the smell of him off me. and i loathed his dirty slimely ugly stinky sperm. that made me want to puke. I hated this body odour and aftershave. I hated his skin and unshaken prickly face. I didn't like his personality. he was boring and dull. he was a knowall, thought he was teaching me something, and wanting me to believe he was helping me advance my confidence to get on a plane, as if he should care and as if it helped me? i mean if he wanted to be so helpful why wasn't he around when my mum had cancer and my sister was having shock treatment again and I had illness and injuries? the con job has gone too far. no one will believe this loser and retard. he couldn't even sexually give me what i needed, he didn't sexually turn me on. he was annoying, leigh m was the one who forced and pushed the whole thing and she is the bad person here. leigh had a duty of care to me, and she wronged me, like everyone else. it wouldn't matter what money ken had, what car or what he looked like, no married man with kids should ever rape a virgin and user her the way he used me. its so immoral. I liked frank way better I wish i had of met frank before rick and ken. but i was afraid i had hiv aids from the rape with dirty ken. I didn't get with frank due to kelly axis or something colleges not giving me my diploma. because if frank and i had got our diplomas and graduated together i would have been able to keep up with him, but the college let me down. then I met other guys i really liked, ken has to understand i want other men sexually. i want romance and affection from other men. i never wanted ken as a friend or as a sexual partner. i felt i deserved better then ken. i was single and pretty and i deserved my own fresh innocent lovely romance with someone amazing, it wouldn't worried me if i had got with a virgin male. i liked a lot of guys since and ken has to learn to let go so i can find the love I deserve, the life i deserve that does not include him in it! he gave me nothing but illness. I was afraid of him and i even thought the death threats came from him as a con game to make me afraid and then he was telling me to shut up about it and so was doret. then over time i thought about a lot of things being alone and not having work , its been frustrating as i have wanted to work and be married back decades ago. i wanted to be a mother and the film group and ken and joyce and doret were forcing their value systems on me that i didn't want. i wanted a love of my own that is not about ken or rick or anyone from my past who were so abusive and stupid. I had a standard and rick, russel and ken and a lot of men didn't live up to that standard. and i have never been allowed in the social circles to meet the men I want to met, stopped from having income and a career and friends, and that is not going to make me love ken any better. it just makes me worse. my parents are not going to ever like ken just like they don't like rick or russel. i would have gone out with a nice guy who was a servant or anything if he was a nice person and ken never was a nice person. i was pushed with him and I don't want to be pushed with someone like him ever again. i want to be with the men i like. i want to be around the men i like i want the body i want. i was thin and pretty i wanted a man who was the mirror image of me in 1999 and 2000-2005 or even in 1990. not the opposite. i am sick of weird men being pushed on me that i have nothing in common with. age differences too far apart and that just won't work. i want to be around people who value what i value. like what i like, it doesn't have to be in all things it just has to be in most things. i don't want to be around losers and criminals and uncoathe people anymore. that was never me in the first place!

ken the rapist has tried this dirty mania "lovebombing" is as bad as a crazy terrorist, at me and anyone can see through it. other times he is just out and out bullying. if he wants me to be enjoying my life it means him removing himself away and not going on the sites i go on. i don't love him and never did love him and never could love him. he made it clear to me he didn't love me and he would never leave anne, his wife. I am not anne. i don't love ken and never felt a positve feeling about him. the whole time I was around him it was disgusting and he made me sick. what he has to understand is, I don't want him love. it means nothing to me. its not because i can't let in love, I want someone elses love. someone better suited to me. you can't rape a woman and go away for 17 years and make out your mad in love with her when you didn't even get me any medical treatment when I collapsed and needed medical help. if he really loved me nothing would stop him coming to my door every day and every night. i just couldn't love someone who was as dirty as him. it was not nice sex. it was awful, and now he wants to championship me, that is a joke coming from a criminal that he is and his defiant personality disorder he clearly has had all his life and all this stupid sick dirty rapeo champion lovebombing is all part of the abuse cycle I was told by a counsellor. that he will not change. he can promise he is a better man and he has changed but he has not changed and he will only get worse. he doesn't love you, the counsellor/lawyer said to me, and if he got with you he would commit domestic violence on you, it all about powerplay for him, the lovebombing is part of the cycle difiant disassociated reference schiztos do, the doctor said, he will never treat you right and you cant even compare the time with ken with other real men and by no means can it be a real romance in past or present or future tense. he is a rapist. he does this to many women. I don't feel less, I don't get there saying to myself "I don't feel like oh, if I had more self confidence I could believe a man like that could love me", a man like that? well what sort of man was he? he was fat, skinhead ugly, weird teeth, he stank, he was terrible at all sex acts infact it made me sick. he was just vomit, its not like he was good looking or caring, he had no warmth, he was a cold slab of cement personality. we had nothing in common at all. I never wanted a military man and I don't ever saw myself being with one. i can't relate to their way of thinking. they are taught to kill, they ambush lovers, and people don't like that. they don't get that because they are locked into a mind set that is about force and power. he was boring, controlling, I was not allowed to hum to music on the radio, I was not allowed to have a past or talk about my past before meeting him. he was a control freak loser. i was not allowed to talk about the death threats in the parcel. he actually thought i was crying when he left in melborne. when infact, i couldn't wait for him to leave so i could shower the smell of him off me. and i loathed his dirty slimely ugly stinky sperm. that made me want to puke. I hated this body odour and aftershave. I hated his skin and unshaken prickly face. I didn't like his personality. he was boring and dull. he was a knowall, thought he was teaching me something, and wanting me to believe he was helping me advance my confidence to get on a plane, as if he should care and as if it helped me? i mean if he wanted to be so helpful why wasn't he around when my mum had cancer and my sister was having shock treatment again and I had illness and injuries? the con job has gone too far. no one will believe this loser and retard. he couldn't even sexually give me what i needed, he didn't sexually turn me on. he was annoying, leigh m was the one who forced and pushed the whole thing and she is the bad person here. leigh had a duty of care to me, and she wronged me, like everyone else. it wouldn't matter what money ken had, what car or what he looked like, no married man with kids should ever rape a virgin and user her the way he used me. its so immoral. I liked frank way better I wish i had of met frank before rick and ken. but i was afraid i had hiv aids from the rape with dirty ken. I didn't get with frank due to kelly axis or something colleges not giving me my diploma. because if frank and i had got our diplomas and graduated together i would have been able to keep up with him, but the college let me down. then I met other guys i really liked, ken has to understand i want other men sexually. i want romance and affection from other men. i never wanted ken as a friend or as a sexual partner. i felt i deserved better then ken. i was single and pretty and i deserved my own fresh innocent lovely romance with someone amazing, it wouldn't worried me if i had got with a virgin male. i liked a lot of guys since and ken has to learn to let go so i can find the love I deserve, the life i deserve that does not include him in it! he gave me nothing but illness. I was afraid of him and i even thought the death threats came from him as a con game to make me afraid and then he was telling me to shut up about it and so was doret. then over time i thought about a lot of things being alone and not having work , its been frustrating as i have wanted to work and be married back decades ago. i wanted to be a mother and the film group and ken and joyce and doret were forcing their value systems on me that i didn't want. i wanted a love of my own that is not about ken or rick or anyone from my past who were so abusive and stupid. I had a standard and rick, russel and ken and a lot of men didn't live up to that standard. and i have never been allowed in the social circles to meet the men I want to met, stopped from having income and a career and friends, and that is not going to make me love ken any better. it just makes me worse. my parents are not going to ever like ken just like they don't like rick or russel. i would have gone out with a nice guy who was a servant or anything if he was a nice person and ken never was a nice person. i was pushed with him and I don't want to be pushed with someone like him ever again. i want to be with the men i like. i want to be around the men i like i want the body i want. i was thin and pretty i wanted a man who was the mirror image of me in 1999 and 2000-2005 or even in 1990. not the opposite. i am sick of weird men being pushed on me that i have nothing in common with. age differences too far apart and that just won't work. i want to be around people who value what i value. like what i like, it doesn't have to be in all things it just has to be in most things. i don't want to be around losers and criminals and uncoathe people anymore. that was never me in the first place!
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I know I'm overthinking things but I just need to get it out I have depression. No jokes, straight to the point; I attempted suicide last year and after some hospital stuff, here I am. I feel better now… at least better than how I was when I overdosed. I don't want to kill myself again, and I have tons more motivation and have been learning stuff from group therapy and just one on one therapy. I also take medication, though I don't really feel it's working as much as therapy. My parents aren't very good parents. They had me very young, when they were 21, and I never really got to do things I wanted to do, even if they did make sure to buy me a bike and things for Christmas and my birthday. It's not their fault that they didn't have enough money to pay for the ballet and piano lessons I wanted, but until age 11 I was an only child. Since there's not many relatives living in the same state as us I never really had close cousins and friends always moved away in the next year. My Mom has always treated me like a friend. I mean, she's my Mother, yes, but she just gives too much of her fucking opinion and unknowingly begins to brainwash me about things. My Dad has always been working too, and when he doesn't work we don't even spend time. When I was younger I even thought he was an alcoholic, but he's just a workaholic that parties all his stress out instead of spending time with his family. I know this is what I think about them and that it mostly isn't true, but holy shit why the fuck are they like this!? Now they're only like 37 years old and I'm 14, but I feel like in order for me to be happy there will have to be a LOT of changes made by the whole family. First, my stupid Mom needs to stop swearing so much because GODDAMN IT I DON'T WANT MY LITTLE SISTER TO THINK THAT SHE'S A "USELESS FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT" WHEN SHE TURNS 9! HOLD YOUR DUMB ASS ANGER IN AND BE AN ADULT YOU BITCH! NOBODY CARES IF YOU CUSS AFTER STUBBING YOUR TOE BUT IT HAS TAKEN A LOT OF EFFORT TO HAVE MY OWN OPINIONS ON THINGS AND TELL MYSELF THAT NO, IT IS NOT FUCKING OKAY TO SAY BAD WORDS TO YOUR CHILD WHEN ANGERED! ESPECIALLY IF THEY ARE YOUNG! Second, KEEP YOUR DAMNED OPINIONS TO YOURSELF, DEAR PARENTS! I'VE RESEARCHED AND I'VE LOOKED AND IT IS NOT HEALTHY TO TALK ABOUT YOUR THOUGHTS ON SOMETHING! MOM, IF YOU THINK THAT GRANDMA IS A BAD GRANDMA, THEN GOOD FOR YOU! NO NEED TO SHOUT AT HOW FUCKING STUPID MY DAD IS FOR NOT STANDING UP TO HER! YES, I KNOW THAT SHE'S FORGOTTEN MY BIRTHDAY FOR THE PAST 5 YEARS AND I KNOW THAT SHE OBVIOUSLY FAVORS THE BOYS OVER THE GIRLS, BUT IS IT REALLY THAT HARD TO JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP WHEN IT COMES TO RANTING OUT YOUR FEELINGS!? I AM INTERNALLY SHOUTING AND IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD TO JUST RANT IT OUT HERE BECAUSE GODDAMN IT MOTHER, YOU ARE NOT MY FRIEND! STOP IT! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MY MOM THAT TELLS ME HOW TO DO THINGS, NOT SHAME ME FOR NOT KNOWING HOW TO DO THEM! MY DAD TOO! THE STUPID FART TRIES TO CONTROL EVERYTHING I DO AND WEAR! EXCUSE ME, BUT I DO NOT DRESS LIKE A SLUT! IS IT BECAUSE I HAVE A VAGINA? BECAUSE MY B CUP BREASTS ARE JUST SOOOOOOOOOO LUSCIOUS TO THOSE BOYS WHOSE PARENTS HAVEN'T TAUGHT TO RESPECT OTHERS? I LIKE WEARING SHORT SHORTS BECAUSE WE FUCKING LIVE IN FLORIDA, YOU DUMBASS! MY ASS DOESN'T HANG OUT, I DON'T HAVE SKIN TIGHT SKIRTS, MY KNEES AND CALVES AND THIGHS AND ANKLES ARE NOT SEXY! HE WANTS ME TO BE HIS LITTLE GIRL FOREVER BUT BOI THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE BECAUSE HE'S NEVER HOME! WHY, WHY, WHY CAN'T HE JUST FUCKING CONSIDER THE FACT THAT PEOPLE SHOULD RESPECT MY BODY INSTEAD OF TELLING ME THAT THE DRESS IS TOO SHORT?! IT ISN'T SHORT! I DON'T WANT TO LOOK OLD, I DON'T EVEN CAKE MY FACE WITH MAKEUP! FATHER, IF YOU THINK THAT MY OUTFIT ISN'T PRESENTABLE TO BE WORN OUTSIDE KEEP IT TO YOUR FUCKING SELF! YES, TELL ME NO WHEN I'M BECOMING A BASIC BITCH AND WEARING STRIPPER CLOTHES TO THE HIGH SCHOOL HALLOWEEN PARTY, BUT DO NOT TELL ME THAT MY SHORTS ARE TOO SHORT BECAUSE I KNOW THEY ARENT! THEY'RE MY LEGS! NOTHING SEXY ABOUT THEM BECAUSE SEXUAL INTERCOURSE HAS NOOOOTTTHIIIIINNNNGG TO FUCKING DO WITH MY LEGS. IT'S MY VAGINA THAT NEEDS COVERAGE, AND IT'S INSIDE OF ME! I WILL RESPECT YOUR LIMITS BUT KEEP YOUR OPINION OF "OH YOU SHOULDN'T BUY THAT SHIRT" JUST BECAUSE THERE'S NOT ENOUGH FABRIC TO COVER MY ENTIRE FUCKING SHOULDER! The thing is, they're Asian, so they know how it feels to be compared to other kids YET THEY DO THE EXACT SAME FUCKING THING TO ME! THEY THINK ABOUT HOW THEY WERE ALWAYS QUESTIONED WHY THEY DIDN'T GET ALL STRAIGHT A'S LIKE THEIR COUSIN BUT HERE THEY COME ASKING WHY I GOT A B IN MATH… UMM, BECAUSE WHENEVER I NEED HELP WITH MATH DAD ISN'T HOME AND MOM REFUSES TO HELP ME OR IS NO HELP BECAUSE SHE FUCKING SUCKS AT MATH AAAANNNDDD BECAUSE YA'LL WON'T HIRE A TUTOR OR JUST ONE SESSION? Yeah, I FUCKING wonder. They're liars too! They say "we'll do family dinner night again" yet we never do "because we were busy" WHEN WE WEREN'T! MY FUCKING THERAPIST TOLD YOU THAT SHE THINKS IT'LL BE GOOD TO SPEND SOME QUALITY TIME TOGETHER BUT MY MOTHER AND FATHER ARE JUST IGNORANT! THEY NEVER LET ME DO ANY ACTIVITIES OUT OF THE HOUSE EITHER! THEY TRY TO CONTROL EVERY LITTLE THING I DO AND IT SUCKS! I ASK TO PLAY AN INSTRUMENT AND THEY DON'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING AND FORGET ALL ABOUT IT, I ASK TO TAKE ART LESSONS AND THEN WE NEVER CHECK IT OUT, I EVEN SIMPLY ASKED MY MOM TO DRIVE ME TO THE ART STORE AND IT TOOK ME ASKING HER LITERALLY THREE TIMES A DAY, EVER DAY FOR A WEEK AND A HALF TO GET HER TO ACTUALLY DRIVE ME THERE WHEN WE LEGIT DID NOTHING ALL DAY! I GOT MAD AT HER AND TOLD HER WHEN WE FINALLY GOT THERE THAT I WANTED SOME CLAY TO MAKE SOMETHING FOR MY AUNT AS A GRADUATION PRESENT SINCE SHE LIKES ART AND ALL I FUCKING GET IS AN "Oh." I DON'T YELL TO THEM BECAUSE, OH TYPICAL ASIAN FAMILY STYLE, WE NEED TO RESPECT OUR ELDERS YET MY MOM DOESN'T TREAT ME LIKE A DAUGHTER AND MY DAD IS RARELY HERE FOR ME TO RESPECT! I feel a lot better now and I will probably rant hundreds of more times. 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I know I'm overthinking things but I just need to get it out I have depression. No jokes, straight...

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