Talk Jedi to me.
A woman once told me to put a fork in my bra so as to have quick access to it in order to stab men who try to touch me inappropriately.
So now I keep a fork in my bra at all times.
My boss noticed my puffy eyes so I told him everything except about HP because that’s too private. So he told me to take off for a bit to calm down.
So now I’m just crying outside instead of in the bathroom. Not much of an improvement.
What the fuck is it with all these shitty things happen at once…
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