I've fallen further into depression than I ever have. The night terrors have gotten so bad that I'm bitting holes in the inside of my mouth while I sleep.

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I’ve fallen further into depression than I ever have.
The night terrors have gotten so bad that I’m bitting holes in the inside of my mouth while I sleep. I’m having flashbacks of all the things he said. I’m feeling more unwanted, unworthy, used, useless than ever.
I’m to the point where I don’t know what to do. I feel myself pulling away from everyone. I deactivated my social media because if I lose my battle this time, I don’t want everyone to see the face of the cowardly loser. I’m trying. I’m losing.

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My mother was a witch.

After she died, I went through an the boxes in the basement.

Found books of rituals and spells with dried candle wax melted all over them. Small dolls made of straw and scraps of fabric.

Many years earlier, before she died, my grandmother told me that my mother practiced witchcraft. My sister said it was the dementia taking, but I saw the look on my grandmother’s face. It was not dementia.