Dear Reader,
I can not help but hope that my grandparents are sitting at home right now absorbing everything I said. In absolute awe of the fact that there son was right and there daughter was manipulating them, just like she was manipulating me. I can only hope right? For some big happy family reunion where we all come out of this dark secret we were living in?
But the other case scenerio is that they knew. The whole time. And instead of admit to there daughters manipulation, they will stand by her. To the end. To protect themselves.
My life seems like a fictional book you dive your mind into to escape your perfect world. Except I am in the book. The book is my life and I cant escape from it. I have to live it out. I have to hope that all of this pain amd hurt I am experiencing now. Results in a joyful day. A joyful day when justice is served and I realize that all of this wasnt for nothing.
God is giving me the strength to keep fighting. And I will go down kicking and screaming before I EVER stop telling my truth.
Love Ally
Dear Reader, Love Ally 