(PT1)I despise my ex girlfreind and my hatred for her- I can't even begin to describe. Time after time I gave her the chance to tell me the truth to which she responded with no, until I went and found outside answers for what I found she was hiding from me. The thing is- I was willing to keep what I found private until she decided to go behind my back and delete all of my summer writings after I had asked for a break to focus on my goddamn college assignments so I could get my associates degree. When she went behind my back and then blocked me, so that I wouldn't have anyway of asking why she did those things. She triggered something in me- she became the enbodiment of the PTSD that I had told her about and the PTSD of my family being evicted from our home when I was 11yrs old. We only had 24hrs to leave our home and we all know damn well you can't pack up a home in 24hrs. I lost so much things I had since I was a small child and family heirilooms. Much of what was left was stolen.