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My Story Untangled

Now I know you met with Sarah and she got in your head and I guess your bitter brother egged belief what she said cus he was born a bitter bugger always hating upset so both of you chose to pursue a truth she had set but for months I had told you the daily things she'd do the rumours, the slander the set ups and scandals that you, such a good mate would humour as untrue along with your brother out to hang me to dangle and after ignoring my stories you now seek an angle as Sarah, a stranger to you had plan to typically motivated by hate your brother helps handle you both treat me horrid seeking facts and proof remember how I didn't matter as accusations flew always subtly done but always miles off cue attitudes towards me stood out, something new eyeing bigger fish my eyes weren't clocked on you in hindsight a sore thumb, the sun or the moon as I lost my job you carried on through until she behaved a way which shifted the mood you get me a job... thinking I now owe you And I let you mate, but the friendship was through you believed a stranger over a mate your brother was happy helping as it's what he do now you claim I'm strange with a delusional hate a job I loved I lost and the job you replaced you treated me nasty and showed you're two faced listening to strangers and your brothers embrace he lost friends then yours too, this is what took place

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Date: 3/6/2021 7:29:00 PM
when you're isolated and attacked from all angles, and over time your world falls apart, you have breakdowns and a sudden depression from being overwhelmed, you can't think or explain it but accept it submissive, and people tell your story the way it suits them.... but with time and distance a seed within you will work out what happened and what nobody knew. All that matters is that now you do.
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