FollowHers

I’ve been trying my hardest to distance myself from my delusions of grandeur. And it was almost starting to work…until last week, when I had my niece for the day. I ended up finding out my BioMom has been tracking locations while she’s with me…on a phone she’d been letting her use…ever since my little sister reinstated our communication. I figured it out after the phone died, and my little sister started blowing mine up…because my BM got the sudden urge to “sEnD a cODe” to that number. I tried to excuse away the pedestal paranoia it produced. But that was pointless. Because earlier today, I found out my BM asked for that phone back…days after I took my assumptions to the Gang Goofy chat. Shocking.