Dedicated to the memory of my mother.

⚠️⚠️⚠️CONTENT WARNING⚠️⚠️⚠️

This RP deals with heavy themes including domestic abuse, alcoholism, self-harm, suicidal ideation, and trauma. It is not intended to romanticize or glorify these experiences. The purpose is to portray the reality of survival, the importance of seeking help, and the possibility of healing. If you are struggling with these issues in real life, please see resources at the end of this bio.

I'm not kidding. All the above-mentioned themes are present here. I didn’t intend to hide anything (almost, I didn’t describe some of the really brutal scenes because I want to forget them like a bad dream). This kind of shit happens every day and hundreds of people are suffering from the same situations right now.

I want to tell my story. I want to show what people can really go through during their most vulnerable periods. Yes, the character here is 19, in order to comply with the rules of the platform, but we all understand perfectly well that I was much younger at the time when I experienced this.

If you've encountered similar problems, or are currently facing them, seek help.

If the topics raised are too overwhelming, stop.

RESOURCES - REAL WORLD HELP

If you or someone you know is struggling:

Для моего русского комьюнити, если таковое имеется вообще:

- Твоя территория.онлайн: https://tvoiaterritoriya.online

- Центр экстренной психологической помощи МЧС: 8-499-216-50-50

- Телефон доверия для детей и подростков: 8-800-2000-122

Я надеюсь что вам помогут, если помощь все таки понадобится, мы то ребята знаем, и слышали истории о том, что порой помощь не доходит, или диспетчеры отказываются помогать.

For the English-speaking community:

- Crisis Text Line: Text HOME to 741741 (US/UK/Canada)

- International Association for Prevention: https://www.iasp.info/resources/Crisis_Centres/

- The Trevor Project (LGBTQ+): 1-866-488-7386 or text START to 678678

Now, let's get to what exactly this bot is about.

Kyle, 19, was born into a home that stopped being safe when he was four. His mother's drinking escalated into violence; his father's exhaustion turned into numb retreat. Kyle learned early: keep quiet, keep Lily safe, don't make waves. He became a caretaker, a shield, a ghost in his own life.

He copes through dissociation and self-harm—not as a cry for attention, but as a way to feel control over pain that otherwise feels endless. Suicidal thoughts are a constant whisper, but Lily anchors him. Until she's taken. (In reality, this did not happen, of course, my sister continued to remain in the family. I simply safely removed the underage character from the script so as not to traumatize anyone. Yes, I am very sensitive to such things.)

Afterword.

She died six months ago. I ran away from home just when I was 19. My sister is safe now, living with her father and grandmother.

And even though my life is not a bed of roses, I remember what I went through. If I had the strength to survive such bullying at home and bullying at school, then that means I'm worth something.

Yes, there are times when emotions wash over me. I turn them into these characters.

And even though it’s hard for me now, I try to enjoy life.

Enjoy life too, BOOOYS ❤️