Hello everyone.
It's been a long time. To catch you up on everything, after being freed from my abuse, I had been trying to heal for the past couple years.
I did heal a bit. I faced my abuse and I did some forgiving from a distance to maintain my mental and emotional health.
I had moved about three times, I had gotten 2 jobs and had been going to college. I was a tea barista by day and a security guard by night. I stayed up 30+ hours every weekend, with about 2-4 hours of sleep every couple days. I had to choose between eating, college supplies and rent. Needless to say, I only ate twice a week from the free bread donations at my college campus.
After a tough time, I joined the gym to lose some weight, going from 180 pounds down to 155. You know what I am now?
A combat Medic in united states Army.
It has been a very tough journey. However; I had not forgotten about this story. Now that I have more time on my hands (specially since I am deploying to Poland and Lithuania in March), I should be able to at least write or type something out.
I plan on rewriting the story. This story was actually a very emphasized story of what was happening to me, each side story has its significance to me. This story was a prediction of what would happen to me if I did stay in my abuse but I was showing my (at the time) present desperation to get away.
Now I am about to be 22 and have experienced a bit more life, I am really hoping my story will have a more mature tone to it. I want this story to shed the morse code of my cry for help and to tell my story. I won't promise that I will continue this fanfiction, I will probably still use this as a draft.
I hope you guys will be supportive if my choice if you had read this far.
I wanna thank the people who were loyal to reading this story. I greatly appreciate this audience too.
Thank you.
For being a community and people I could turn to when I had no escape. Your wonderful comments and jokes were contributing to my will to live.
I hope you all are doing better. 💙
Thank you for everything.
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The Scream Behind The Screen {Markiplier X Abused Reader} [First Draft]
Fanfiction"Please! Please just remember me! Look in my eyes and tell me you remember!" "She was a good sister." "I didn't get a chance to actually meet you. This is our first official meeting where you are safe." "He cut me off from the world, Mark! From YOU...