Well, since then...
We've moved thrice, changed jobs four times, met a man, had a hiccup with said man and signed a lease for our fourth move.
I'm currently living with a friend, working things through with the man, holding down 2 jobs and my anxiety is through the fecking roof. Only since we signed the lease.... They can find me because I can't run. 'They' are the Faceless - the ones who come in the night and take children. Or rip them screaming from their mothers arms in broad daylight while those who support Them look on.
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