Sylvanna Devlin

To begin to wonder if the wealthy bitch stealing my work isn’t trying to draw certain, specific attention to her like a mouse trap with fake cheese

Just as a supposition.

Then we have a doppelgänger trying to lure in others and shit on me.

I’m inconveniently still alive.

Being upset about my book is just a convenient excuse to stir the blood.

And I’m in a toxic environment that is very upset with me but most don’t even know why.

Say I had been tormented into being disruptive? To others I’d seem like that so I don’t seem worth the effort.

Even if I started as the problem I couldn’t settle down and return to my inner sweetheart because they won’t let me.

It doesn’t matter what people believe of how I was and what I became to be. I want my soul to heal now and they don’t seem to want to give me the room to lick my wounds and change.

How am I to regain my hope if I can’t change?

Whether I’m changing back into what I was or moving forward they want to pin me in place as an emotional punching bag.

The book is just an excuse.

Yep that sounds like the plot of a book and my experience.