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Unplugged: Navigating the Labyrinth of Mental Health in the Digital Age
In a world where technology has woven itself into the very fabric of our lives, the impact on mental health is undeniable. Our smartphones are pocket-sized portals to a universe of information and connection, but they also harbor hidden traps that can take a toll on our well-being.
By Alpha the great 2 years ago in Chapters
How Things Went From Wonderful to Terrifying.... Content Warning.
There is something you should know especially if you are reading this and questioning yourself and your relationship....it wasn't always awful and terrifying with Wade. As a matter of fact, most of the time I thought I was the most blessed girl in the world. I mean we did have quite a lot in common although not quite as much as I had originally been told, he did tell me he loved me and that I was beautiful every day, we also had similar ideas when it came to dates and what was fun as we would ride down the backroads with the windows down, hair blowing in the wind, hands and arms stuck out the window as if we could fly. We would spend hours upon hours talking about our dreams and wants and our goals in life. Wade had a way of making me feel as if I was his whole world and that was all I had ever wanted and those dark times? Well, that was my fault partly right? I mean I was a lot to handle and I knew that. It took a long time for me to realize that the give and take, tug and pull he was giving me was highly toxic and forming a deadly bond. Wade was keeping me sick, sick for him and I couldn't even see it. Even though I more than once begged Wade to just stab me already, I told him if that would make the abuse stop(the verbal, mental and emotional abuse) and it would get his anger out to just do it already! He just gave me a sickly smile as he said he would never do such a thing. I also once told Wade that I felt when I spoke to him that I was walking on eggshells and he turned it around on me by telling me that because I was such an emotional person and cried over most everything he said he felt the same way. Words...they were such fragile tangible things now...much like glass and if I didn't handle it with the utmost care the words would surely slip and cut me. Shortly after we got back together and even dismissed our divorce Wade decided upon the advisement of my pastor and numerous conversations between the both of us that it would be best if he quit his current job as it was a very toxic environment and not conducive to his trying to quit the alcohol/drug addiction he was trying to beat. So, after a very dramatic ending Wade left that job and decided to go to school for something he'd wanted to do for a long time which was gunsmithing. I was fully supportive of this and excited for him to start this new chapter. However, Wade would have to find a way to support us all while he went to school as my job paid most of the bills but not all and certainly could not support a family of 6. This is a conversation that Wade and I would end up having on several different occasions. Wade began to expect me to take care of everything financially and school became his top priority. I would tell him that I didn't have the funds to pay a certain bill or buy groceries and his response would be either, "Don't worry. I'll take care of it." (but that never happened), if brought up more than once it was "Well, what the fudge(to put it nicely) do you expect me to do about it?!" or "There's food in there. Just go look." but there was little more than enough to make a peanut butter sandwich and certainly not enough to feed a family of 6. I once stood in front of Wade in our carport and told him after I'd already had a long day at work, "No, I can't go buy you cigarettes' because I have to use this money to buy supper for us." Suddenly, he leapt from his chair and his anger filled the entirety of the space around us as he yelled and berated me I knew I'd do anything he wanted just to get out of there. I quickly got back into my car and went to get the cigarettes. He told me later that night that what had set him off was that I had told him No and that I should've known better and to word it differently next time. Wade did keep a variety of jobs throughout this time but he job hopped so frequently that I often lost track of what job he was at at that present time. At first, he wanted to be a security guard but then that ended because his truck started having mechanical issues and instead of trying to find a solution he quit the job, then it was a variety of gas station jobs and perhaps a couple of other things mixed in too. All of these jobs were fine but Wade found a reason to quit every single one of them and every time without a two week notice which would leave us without a paycheck from him for weeks at a time. He put us all in a very tight predicament financially and expected me to pick up the slack. This was very triggering for me as my ex husband had done the same thing to me at one point and although I tried to explain this to Wade and make a better financial game plan he just seemed indifferent and honestly seemed to care less. I even offered to get a 2nd job to help get us through "these hard times". I put it as non judgmental as possible and I was greeted with a "No woman of mine will have 2 darn jobs!" At that point, I started Doordashing and using the Uber app to make some money despite what Wade said so we could eat supper and so I could get gas money to go back and forth to work. If I could feed all of the children then I did but if I couldn't then I just fed myself and my two birth children. I wanted to be able to feed all 4 children but I often times couldn't afford it. Wade started to pull away and it began to be clear that the beginning of the end had started. The abuse picked up....My son was in band at that point and had started marching band and it was football season so often times myself and Aliza would wait in various places in town if Doordash wasn't busy for hours just sitting in the car because we were both too scared to go home. I would wait until I could pick my son up then we would go home. I would tell the children to lock their bedroom doors. When we had come back from my father's my son's bedroom had been ransacked and things had been stolen. It had been blamed on one of LJ's friends and later LJ took responsibility but he wasn't punished because "he was just getting his anger out". He had also destroyed a picture of myself and my two best friends "sisters" from our vacation earlier that year by ripping my face out of the picture. It was one of those old timey pictures you get dressed up for and cost an arm and a leg. Again, he was "just angry." I can't tell you how many nights I had to tell Aliza to grab some toys really fast so we could go because I knew Wade was about to explode and I didn't want to be around or for her to be around for it. Eventually, I hit my breaking point. On the night of September 1, 2022 Wade was raging about how I'd pushed and pushed and pushed, how I just wouldn't quit and now I get this side of him. How I've made this side of him come out because I decided I wanted this to happen...all whilst he was slamming things and shaking furniture in our bedroom. I was sitting on our bed petrified but this time I thought, "I'm recording this, at least the sound, so others can hear it and I can know for sure I'm not crazy and I can know that this is for sure abuse." So, quietly, meekly, I slipped my phone under the covers and pressed record. In total, I got 9 minutes of verbal, emotional and mental abuse recorded that night. At that point, LJ had moved back in with his mother and Wade blamed me. He had me read a text that was from NJ that said that he too was wanting to move out. Wade explained that he wasn't letting me read this to "start anything" but then proceeded to tell me that I had already pushed one of his children out and was about to push another. He then told me that he was going to tell me what I was, that I was "bipolar as fudge, today happy and cool and the next day your sarcastic and being an butthole, your sarcastic, your demeaning, your condescending, you are the worst of the worst, you are like my mom for God's sakes...make me think you love me then you play head games with everyone of us...." He constantly said that I didn't give NJ and LJ enough attention and love even though I tried so hard to be there for them. I probably was grouchy sometimes because the boys after a time never gave me any respect. They broke anything nice that I ever brought into the house, they argued with me constantly and Wade never once backed me up.
By Lindsey Altom2 years ago in Chapters
Love unveiled billionaire secret pursuit
Omar moved down to another state (Brooke city) to start afresh and it was hell but it was worth every minute of the time spent. He settled down in the new state and also got an apartment to stay thou it was far from being his taste but then he had to manage as he was in disguise to find his soul mate.
By Mariam Olayinka2 years ago in Chapters
Admiring dream
Sarah had been in a relationship with Tom for a few years, and they had talked about their future together. However, Tom had never mentioned anything about getting engaged or married, and Sarah wasn't sure if he was ready for that kind of commitment.
By Aditya Singh2 years ago in Chapters
The Forsaken: Part V
The Forsaken-Part V Beneath a warm tropical sun in the southern Caribbean stood an old colonial mansion surrounded by an eight-foot security wall. From four miles above the Earth, satellites could see the security patrolling around the grounds. The lights on the chopper pad flickered beneath the speeding rotor. An entourage arrived at the front gate, and activity at the compound was busier than in years past.
By Jason Ray Morton 2 years ago in Chapters
Porsche Man: The English Premier West Ham
Memories from the homeland started swarming back and Porsche Man firmly grabbed the strap provided by the underground tube. Going to school in New York City prepared the west ham living in London for any challenging episodes. “I know how to score goals,” she expressed realizing only a few hours ago the German Brazilian restaurant publicity stunt not only fed the theatrical tease but made her look good when the photographer bulbs flashed.
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Chapters
The Forsaken: Part IV
The Forsaken-Part IV It’d been twelve hours since the mysterious mist encompassed the city of LeClaire. Like the rest of the townsfolk, Chief Jones was getting nervous. He didn’t have the personnel or equipment to patrol through such dense fog cover. The old cop felt out of his depth for the first time in years.
By Jason Ray Morton 2 years ago in Chapters
Feminized By My Bestie — I Never Was A Girl. Content Warning.
Once upon a time in a quaint little town, there lived a teenager named Samuel. He was a regular boy, content with his life and the usual teenage struggles. Samuel had a unique charm - his long, curly hair and lean figure made him stand out from the muscle-bound boys around him. He wasn't interested in competing for dominance; instead, he found solace in conversations and connections.
By Lena Jhonson2 years ago in Chapters
It all started with vegetable soup.
Micheal was walking along in the woods when he felt a sudden pang of hunger, he was diabetic and desperately needed something to eat when he fell into a pit next a young lady named Lily who was an adventurous soul who loved exploring nature and all its beauty. She spent her days hiking through lush green forests and wandering along babbling brooks. One fateful day, while she was on a solo adventure, disaster struck.
By Dawn Earnshaw2 years ago in Chapters
Title: "Reliable Logistics Alliances: Navigating the Seas of Trust in Global Trade"
In the intricate world of global logistics, the concept of Reliable Logistics Alliances shines as a beacon of trust and collaboration. These alliances have emerged as the guardians of dependability, forging pathways for seamless global trade and ensuring that the cargo sails smoothly through the often turbulent waters of international commerce. Join us on a voyage through the world of Reliable Logistics Alliances and discover how they navigate the seas of trust in global trade.
By Nimra Munawar2 years ago in Chapters
