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Underestimated.

For nearly two years I held information that my family refused to believe. For nearly two years I convinced myself that what I observed and what made sense really did make sense. For nearly two years I felt my family thought I was a 'busy body' for trying to show them what I saw. For nearly two years I felt trapped because everyone else was in denial about what I knew. I drove myself crazy wondering why no one listened and everyone denied.

Today I was relieved of that information and I'm glad. I literally felt the burden lift from my shoulders and it's something I don't have to worry about anymore and something I won't worry about anymore.

If you want to go to all the wrong people for support and advice, so be it. If you want to go to the people who will thrive in your unhappiness, so be it. I will never be able to help you.

That person is not me.

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