My name is Road.
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Thread Topic: My name is Road.
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I'm really sorry to hear that. What's wrong with the guinea pig, if I may ask?
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We can't tell. Old age or maybe stress? We can't tell with them. We've lost so many, some to stress, some to depression, some to old age, and one, the female, to uterine cancer.
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That's very unfortunate. I hope the guinea pig isn't in too much pain, and that you'll be okay.
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I will be, it's my mom I'm worried about. She has MS, a neurologic disorder. So when she gets really stressed or anxious, she has a flare-up. And I'm worried that all the s**t that has been going on will give her a flare-up. And I don't want that for her right now.
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Hawkeye, the guinea pig, doesn't seem to be in too much pain. He has a heart beat as of now, but he's going, we can tell.
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I'm sorry. I hope you're both okay. I wish I could help.
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Yeah. This is hard. She loves these things. Her animals mean so much to her. She hates it every time they die, because she always feels like it is her fault.
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I get that. I feel the same way. I hate myself for how short my last cat's life was, and the guinea pig I had before that.
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Yeah. It's always hard to lose an animal. Or people. I lost my siblings when I moved in with my mom. I can never talk to them again. Never see them, never talk to them. It hurts and I curse myself every time for losing them. Same with losing my hamster. I felt like I had done something wrong. It is hard.
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Honestly I can relate to a lot of what you've said about your experience at school, Road. I had a lot of the same responses to how I was treated and I was treated that way for being different and how I acted. I was angry a lot too, though I think less to cover up the sadness and moreso as just frustration with the situation and never having really been given a chance. And I took a lot of that anger here, because it was the only place I felt I could let it out.
I never got a Challenge Day, I was already gone the last year I would've been there. I was gone because in the last year I was there, the one friend I still had there more or less gave up on me. I don't blame them, and we got back in contact a few years ago we're actually really close now, but they were the only reason I was staying there, so when they left me, I left that place, just because I no longer had any reason to stay. Went back to homeschool. Even if I had stayed I doubt that school would've had anything like that anyway.
When I left it actually had a profound effect on my friend, I feel bad about that because I feel like they were the only one with good intentions about me. All I can do is hope that maybe it had an effect on the others too and made them realize how they had been making me feel, and maybe each other too. I doubt that's actually what happened, but...a guy can dream, right? -
Sorry, really late post, I've been typing since y'all were still on page 2 lol
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It's okay Alex!! I really appreciate you sharing that with me, and I'm so sorry things went that way for you. I think my school was definitely a nicer one, having days dedicated to addressing the forgotten and bullied kids like that. I think it should be implemented in every school. I think it made a world of difference in my life and my outlook.
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I'm so sorry, Alex. I'd like to ask why you can't contact your siblings anymore. Would that be okay?
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Yeah. Um, my biological dad and mom were never together after I was born. About 5 years ago, me and my bio dad moved to New Hampshire, because he married my stepmother. They had two kids together, Levi, who is 4, and Phoebe, who is 2. After a series of events, I asked my mom to take custody of me. And during the following month and a half of court battles and phone calls, I was getting ready to leave. I slipped one time and came out as trans/genderfluid and bi/pan. They hated me for it. That family was Christian and looked down on me for that. So when it came time to leave, they disowned me. Said I would never have another interaction with the Sanborns, the family. So I last saw Levi and Phoebe in May. Last time I gave them a hug, talked to them, was before I left. I have been disowned by my biological father. I'm dead to him. And so I'm dead to my siblings and they will never know me. And I can never see them grow up.
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Let me know if, at any point, this conversation becomes uncomfortable or unwelcome, okay?
For clarification: You now live with your biological mom, after being disowned by your biological father and his new wife. And that's why you can't see your siblings?
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