Thursday.

Believe me when I say this has been one of the most exhausting weeks I’ve had in awhile. If you guessed it’s because I had to deal with my family, you would be correct.

Let’s just say… it got ugly. Really ugly.

They tried to threaten me and drag me back to the US. Naturally, they flat-out refused to listen to anything I have to say about my own life, as per usual. As we all know, I am clearly a stupid person who doesn’t know anything about the world and need to be treated like a small child. I’m just over it.

They trigged me really badly. I went full She-Hulk mode, which is unfortunate because I have recently been doing really well with my anger issues and making progress on “integrating my two identities,” to quote the TV show directly. It was a very difficult moment for me.

Unfortunately, this is just what they do. This is who they are. They trigger me on purpose to get me to have this reaction, then turn it around and use it against me so they can play the aggrieved victim. It’s psychology 101. They’ve done this to me my whole life. They do not respect me or care about my wellbeing at all. They just want to be in control.

Well, I am not letting them be in control anymore. I am in control of myself now. I’m not going to let them destroy another opportunity. I’ve worked so hard just to get where I am right now. Do they care? No, of course not. They just expect me to throw all of it away like it’s nothing. That’s how little they think of me. They just expect me to give up and run back home so I can be their free live-in helper again.

It’s honestly really sad. Like, why can’t you just be happy for me? Why can’t you help me build myself up instead of always trying to tear me down? I don’t understand. No one I explain this situation to understands.

They just think, “Wow, your mother is a horrible person. What kind of monster insults her own daughter’s intelligence, body-shames her constantly, sabotages all of her educational and career opportunities, and uses emotional/psychological/financial abuse to control every aspect of her life? And then when that doesn’t work, she just sends in her flying monkeys to do her dirty work for her? Wow, this woman is so crazy she truly defies classification by the DSM. It’s absurd.”

Yeah, I don’t need that shit in my life. Speaking as an American, we do not negotiate with terrorists. My mother and her family are emotional terrorists. They would rather blow everything up than negotiate a fair deal. I will not negotiate with them anymore. To make the perfect metaphor, I’m here for a United Ireland, not for the continuation of sectarian violence to keep the Emerald Isle divided.

Savvy?

Anyway, that ended with me telling my aunt to fuck all the way off and blocking her. I told her “I live here now. Hong Kong is my home. My future is here. Six months ago, I still wasn’t sure I could survive here. But I did. And now I know that I belong here more than ever. There is nothing in the US for me. I won’t go back to the way my old life was before. I’ve gotten myself out of plenty of messy situations in the last year. I can get myself out of this one too. Please do not contact me anymore. I don’t want anything to do with you or your family.”

It was hard for me to do that. I’m not going to lie to you. These people have been bullying me my entire life. It took everything I had to stand up for myself and fight back. I had to rest all day yesterday because of the fact that it took so much out of me. But I did it. I did exactly what my Irish Family in Bangkok taught me to do: I stood up to those fucking wankers and told them to fuck all the way off.

As they say in Ireland… next time I’m coming back with the big spoon!

I’m not sorry. I did what I had to do. I was supposed to be at Quiz Night at the Secret Society when this argument happened. I was invited to join a team and I had to miss the entire event because my aunt chose this exact moment to pull me away for an argument.

It’s like… wow… y’all really have a sixth sense for this, don’t you? It’s like you knew that I was doing something that made me happy and healthy, and you just couldn’t stand to see it. That’s why you destroyed it. That’s the kind of people you are.

Never again.

Anyway, I’m not out of this race yet. I still have resources available to me. Yes, I have to get super serious about my job hunt and just go full-throttle with it. At least now I have the benefit of the connections I’ve been making at the Secret Society to help me do it. I have all of the tools I need at my disposal. Hong Kong is a place that rewards people who are willing to hustle and want to elevate themselves. Even my Tarot card reading today said I will succeed if I plan carefully enough.

So, that’s what I’m going to do. I made my To Do list. I’m going to handle my shit, if only to show those evil bitches that they don’t own me and will never control me ever again.

We do not negotiate with terrorists. I will no longer negotiate with you. I have gotten up from this fake peace process and left the table to go do what I have to do to move forward and build a better future for myself. And what are you doing? You’re still building bombs in your fucking basement because it’s the only thing you know how to do.

Off now. I have a lot of work to do today.

Peace out, bitches!