My dad had bi polar depression. He was a very emotionally influenceable person. If he ever got mad, he would physically abuse me. Choke me, call me horrid things. He should’ve been put in jail for the things he did. All of this shit he did to me started at the age of 5. However, I accepted it, for a while at least, because I knew he did it because he really loved me. I wanted to help him, it was becoming a theme in my everyday life. “How can I help my dad?” Well, a couple years ago, as a pre teen, I wanted to get my dad to therapy. The idea was great, he could be helped, my life would be better, maybe my parents could get back together again. This was my plan until he pushed me out of a moving car at 30 miles per hour. At that moment I decided to live full time with my mother.
I gave up on the plan to help my dad.
After 2 weeks, he was found dead in a bathtub full of water with a hairdryer floating around his feet.
I wish I didn’t give up on him, but maybe he couldn’t be helped.
I have blackmail on almost everyone i love. family, friends, bsfs, exes, everyone. i have pics of illegal things in my brothers room, videos and audio recordings of my dad making threats about assaulting and killing ppl, step brother smoking, step sister going on hotel roofs, screenshots of messages from friends and exes, and screen recordings of classmates doing drugs, i have dirt on almost everyone. no one knows this, and i tend to stalk ppl online and learn ppls secrets. in quiet and easy to talk to, so i befriend ppl easily and they just kind of spill all of their personal life to me. things not even theirs bsfs know. whose uncles are molesters, whose parents are abusive. i havent used any of this blackmail, but knowing i could get anyone to do anything i want makes me feel so powerful and in control. will i ever use this blackmail? probably not. but i have it, and no one knows.
