Oh shit!! THE Julia?!?
Sorry, don't feel remotely compelled to read all of this, but I do just have a lot of feelings and thoughts, and I'm far too neurospicy to know how to cork that shit up to this day.
Which... I don't desire to make you or anyone uncomfortable by parasocial feelings and awkwardness. At the end of the day, even though I watch Drawfee constantly, I know I don't know anyone.
But, to say, it really does add a weird sense of pain and protectiveness when you see someone so regularly (even through a screen) have their own traumas and vulnerability brought to light.
Especially with all that you do out in the wild west of the internet, this is an incredibly brave and honest thing to show. Though, maybe there are complex feelings felt to a piece like this; I don't mean to sound patronizing or accidentally condescending.
Rather, as being formerly in abusive/toxic relationships and situations, I just understand or empathize to the subject matter and expressed feelings at hand.
...That is to say, having had to/maybe still dealing with this traumatic situation... It's so uplifting to see you still fight the good fight and be around people who love you. After being in disbelief if was really you, I cross-searched and confirmed, but noticed how this was posted YEARS ago. Right now, as of me typing this, you're carrying a bouncing baby boy and seem so happy and supported by Jacob. I hope your old hauntings never tarnish the wonderful things you've accomplished; as a person, a partner, a professional, a parent.
Not that I will claim to know you at all, but more in sentiment that as someone who's been in similar muddy waters, I'm sure it's hard to remember you're not a villain due to manipulative fucks. It's incredibly fucking hard to get out of the fog of war that gaslighting and abuse can put you in.
I hope you and the crew keep fighting the good fight, and no matter what regrets, mistakes, traumas, pains you get, you remember how far you got.
Bless this tepid froggie, indeed.