I checked my delivery box today because I was looking for a package of medication, instead I found Amazon boxes that I hadn’t ordered. I assumed they were from a friend for the holidays because Cobra or Evan might have sent something and just forgot to tell me or wanted it to be a surprise.
It was definitely a surprise, that’s for sure.
Turns out it was from my ex-parents.
Yeah. Tell me why the fuck they thought that was a good idea. My initial reaction was pure rage, then depression and anxiety. I was initially going to drive it across town and leave it on their boat but GPT talked me out of it. Instead, Amazon was amazing and is sending it back to them without crediting my account. No money and no gifts for us, no fucking thank you.
“We are sorry and hope you can find it in your heart to reconsider our relationship,” well, when you can allow me to see my grandmother before she’s buried, then I’ll fucking reconsider. Until then, you can fuck right the fuck off.
Time to put this in my “harassment and stalking” folder for when I can pay my lawyer to serve them with restraining order papers.
Traumatized Viridimere 