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onceuponafosterkid · 2 days
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I decided to keep my case open a little longer just so that I would have that extra financial support from the department. However, in three weeks I will be 21, and it is time to move forward. Today was a big day. After 2,792 days, 6 caseworkers, 7 placements, 8 schools, and 8 birthdays, I am no longer a ward of the state. I am free. The longest and most difficult chapter of my life, has come to a close. I thought I would feel indifferent, and that I would be closed off and unemotional. Maybe even angry, but instead I am at peace. I know that it is time to let go of all the pain I have carried for 8 long years. What happened before I was placed in the system, and what happened during, doesn’t go away. I will keep a small piece of my experience with me for the rest of my life. From now on, I don’t have to answer to anyone. I can be who I was meant to be. No more court sessions, monthly meetings where I bang my head against the wall, caseworkers, GALS, logistics and rules. Now I am just me. This is the day I have spent every minute of the last 8 years waiting for, living for, dreading. This random Wednesday afternoon is the day my life changes for good. Case number 27J529 Dependency and Neglect has been closed. My life starts over today. I am both terrified and excited. I will leave the world of foster care and enter the rest of the world. I am leaving my life as an unwanted youth, and begin my life as a young woman. The possibilities are endless. My judge cried, I cried, we all know that this is huge. I’m not the same little girl I was years ago. I am stronger now, and I’m ready. As scary as this is, I know I will be okay.
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lelif · 11 months
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grieving the person you used to be
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lostmf · 6 months
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Can we please for the love of god stop telling teenagers they’re too young to have aches and pains. Can we please stop being dismissive about these things. Fakeclaiming is disgusting period, but it is exponentially harmful to youth. Just because you didn’t start hurting until your 20s or 30s or 40s doesn’t mean every teenager complaining of chronic pain must be lying. I learned the hard way that if kids are invalidated enough about this, they will just learn to accept constant pain as a fact of life. And then they will need surgery they can’t afford in ten years bc it turns out constant pain is NOT a fact of life. At any age.
p.s. same goes for mental health
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rainywhispersblog · 5 months
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who else mourning the person they could've been if they were treated kindly as a child
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hamoodmood · 6 months
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In another universe I was happy
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borderlinejackiee · 6 months
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“Mouthful of Forevers”, Clementine von Radics
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ed-recoverry · 10 months
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To anyone who was suicidal at age 14 or younger, here’s your permission to grieve. Here’s your permission to not joke about it or just flat out ignore it. Here’s your permission to acknowledge that lost child who felt way more pain than any child should ever feel. You’re allowed to cry for that child, whether you healed or are still suffering the same thoughts. Finally allow yourself to grieve for that child filled with undeserved hurt.
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recoverr · 6 months
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you're not a monster. you're you. you're flawed, yes, but you're also incredibly alive. just human. real. capable of great things, capable of change and growth, too. don't define yourself by the inner critic lashing out at you. you're not your worst moments.
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nexus-nebulae · 9 months
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shoutout to people who don't have a "before" the trauma.
shoutout to people who don't have any sweet or nostalgic childhood memories. to people who don't remember enough of their childhood to know what the before was like. to people who lost their innocence before they ever learned the word for it. to people whose pasts were too painful to keep around in any form. to people who only knew trauma, and don't have an idea of what life would be like without it. to people who can't long for "the better days" because there weren't any.
you deserve a good future. i hope it's there for you soon.
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lostmf · 4 months
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By @hel7l7
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imsadperiod · 2 years
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harmful-tropes · 9 months
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I have a distinct memory of laying in my bed as a kid and wishing with all my heart that I would get hurt. That I would get into a bad car crash or I'd disappear. So my parents would cry and realize they didn't cherish me enough.
I find it sad that younger me thought she had to get hurt to feel loved.
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