Invasion of privacy

Since someone has decided to share this blog with my Mother who I did not want to worry with this I'm not sure if this is a safe platform for me to write on. I will be mainly writing on Instagram which I will also make private. It's  a real shame people feel the need to do things like this.

This person has taken away the one platform I had to connect and be honest and open about my feelings. This is what is most painful to me.

Just because I choose to talk to others about my feelings including friends it does not mean I am going through this alone. It is very painful for me that this has happened. My safe place now feels unsafe.

There will hopefully be a new blog and location coming soon,

love,
Blue moon girl

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