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Last night's party

This is all over the place and so out of order but i need to get it off my chest.  So my family always has this thing where when we do get togethers, at night something always goes wrong, someone always ends up crying, and almost everyone is hurt.  So this year it was my sister.  My sister had been stuggling alot lately, and the night before the party talked with her husband and discussed divorce which he said he wanted.  She wanted to forget it so she didn’t tell anyone and she got drunk.  She found this girl flirting with her husband at the party and she got upset, and my brother is also going through stuff so they were going to basicly go and try to have fun and dance and listen to music with their family and forget about it until my brother pulled my sister inside and sat her down trying to give her basicly relationship thiripy, which this was not the time.  Because everyone was kinda drunk, so she was already emotional and my brother made it so much worse.  So I was there trying to calm her down because she was crying and trying to talk and getting overwelmed and dizzy and about to puke because she couldn’t calm her breatheing, and I wasn’t going to leave her because I know how she felt because I used to have really bad breakdowns.  And so my other brother came in and pulled me out and then they went walking up the road so I followed in which I watched someone my sister loves so much as a uncle tell her to kill herself and drive off.  And so at this point I was pissed and my sister was hurt so I was about to beat in anyone’s faces who dared say anything rude to my poor sister who is already going trough so much these past two weeks.  And her husband came up there and my other brother (nice one) and I defended her and he walked away giving up in which I then proceded to call him a dick.  Then I sat by her telling her it’s okay and to calm her breathing and tell her to breath in through her nose and she couldnt.  So we sat in the middle of the old gravel unused road in frount of her grampas old house while she cried as I held her and rubbed her back.  My brother told me to leave because I didn’t need to see her like this because I’ve been struggling with my anxity really bad lately and my sister told me thank you and to leave so I did.  And then I came back to the house.  I wanted to see my mom so I found her in the house where she was drunk and couldn’t even talk correctly, And that’s the first time I’ve ever seen her like that and it was because she had a friend come to the party who got her drunk,  and she’s in bed rn with a hangover too.  And last night she had some girl in the room with her so I walked out.  And my older cousin who sat with me last year while I cried after the party was there again this year ready to bring me into a giant hug again this year.  He brought me outside where we sat on the swing and talked about random stuff.  I texted my boyfriend because at this point my brother and I had already took him home and stopped by our old friends grave and I almost cried then too.  So I texted him and he made me super happy and then my brother and sister came back from up at her granpas house and my other brother came outside to start throwing stuff and yelling and my cusin just tried to distract me by asking me stuff while I cried.  And then my mom came outside while my brother almost punched her And my sister yelled at her.  So mom pulled me out of the house and forced me to go home with her.  Which I was not okay with.  And I cried until I got home and once I was home it was 1 am. Which I proceded to sit alone for 30 minutes on the bathroom floor and cry like it was sixth grade all over again. ~Anon

You are not alone!!! ♡

February 21st, - 7:00

My family finally told me what's wrong with my father. We don't know for sure but his doctor thinks it's highly possible. We don't have the date yet for his important appointment but we should get it later today. I'm scared. I need to pray tonight for him. Please keep my dad save and healthy. I can't lose him. ~Anon

Dull

Her eyes focused on the smallest particle of dust, as it slowly danced around through the air. She breathes ever so slowly in, then out again. Her eyes fell shut. She took in the quiet.  The small ticks of her clock across the room, the sound of the AC running quietly from the other side of the house. It was as if the entire world was asleep. She Drew in a deep breath, breathing it out through her mouth slowly, drawing it out as long as possible. Slowly she reopened her eyes. She panned her eyes around the dull cold room, slowly taking in every detail. The lighting slightly changed as the sun passed behind the clouds outside her window. Her thighs and wrists still ached from earlier that day. She noticed the small pain on her elbow as well from the night before, where the skin had been scraped and irritated now. Her dull room walls sat around her like a prison cell seeming too slowly get closer as she lay in her bed. Even the large comforter couldn’t keep her warm as the Autumn air hit her neck and face. She felt the warm wetness fall from her eyes slowly, she once more breathed in ever so slowly as her mind continue to scream, she shut her eyes hoping it would all be over as fast as it started. ~Anon

hey

you’re worth more than you know.

you mean so much to me and so many people.

i’m glad you’re still around.

please stay with us, we love you.

try to breathe.

Bruce: TIM! Are you ok? I heard screaming

Tim, in tears: I had a nightmare about the duolingo owl

Bruce, who's parenting books have not prepared him for this: ....what

Jason, from the other room: HOOT HOOT

Tim: screaming

Dick, to Tim: See how I wouldn't hide the fact I'm missing an organ? Very demure. Very mindful. Very cutesy.

Tim's Red Robin run is just him becoming like Bruce right after Jason's death.

Like Tim is more aggressive, and he's taking fights that he knows he most likely won't win, and he's practically suicidal. Tim lost himself to the same grief Bruce did.

Out of all the Batkids, Tim is the most likely Bruce. However, because he saw Bruce, he was able to set himself up with an actual support system.

But straight up, Tim didn't expect to survive any of it. His one job was to find Bruce and maybe die when Ra's shoves him out the window or when he protected Tam or when the Widower stabbed him.

Tim doesn't know, but he wasn't trying to live. He wasn't trying to die either. If he did, just blame it on circumstance. If he didn't, he didn't.

Tim was passively suicidal. He wasn't trying to die, but he wasn't not trying either.