This blog started from a comment on a post a friend made on the Meta Demon… One of my strengths is that I never try to prove anything to my abusers. I just go no contact, more on this later. My greatest failure is that I have to prove it (the abuse) to myself again […]
I feel like I will never stop trying to explain how deeply self advocacy hurts me. I try to add euphemisms since social media, like the rest of society, criminalizes mental health but ESPECIALLY suicidality at all levels. Whether it’s a gnawing, daily, aching feeling, a stray idea when pain gets heavy, a contemplation because
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No turning back One moment could all the Cares of the essence out n About here in there and then Me? Temptations Cease breathing The weight of two worlds Rests My hands, my hands I am but a flower in the Rain
Hello, I’m Sabi, that’s short for Sabina though because of my past I don’t feel comfortable going by that name, it’s my mother’s name and it ties me to her but it was the name my oppressor gave me. Mom had planned out a beautiful indigenous name for me from my native tongue Nahuatl… This
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