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It seems like the tales in my heart are mired in my soul scars on my body are basically just tales of intense violent mysogony what I realized was that my femininity is not what I hate its the longing to feel safe to feel okay in my womaness to not equate my womanhood with violence. I am healing I am working on separating this on healing the patterns of violence that I was brought into this world with from a violent man known as my father and the men in my family I feel the anger in my heart that I have always carried and pointed towards myself now all I listen to is metal music and I feel so much comfort in this music , that explains my emotions in words that I can't even describe, What hurts more is that I overlooked so many good men because of the way that my violence, has painted me into a corner in my mind. This is why I choose my healing above all else. When we are so mired in our pain We can barely see that our HELL is HELL, because part of us thinks that it will always be that way! I called you crying my tears running down my face waterfalls of pain, runny mascara, In the back of an ambulance you my brother told me, you were sorry but to stop talking because it hurt you , and you were too busy to come help me! Well guess what there was NO ONE ever to help me !!!!!! I instead had to sit there in the hospital all alone With nothing to my name but Police records Empty faces pitying looks And **** kits I was too bruised too move, There are some things one can't forgive and this is one of them. What's worse is this man who abused me , was like all the others who preach modesty! Why not preach kindness , love equality seeing women as equal, as worthy of everything that you have just because you have a ***** doesn't make you better than me !!!! One man who abused me called me his femme fatale, oh Hunny,I am worse than that if you mess with me! I think for so long I have been more afraid of myself , than anyone else for the rage that is held inside of me is enough to build buildings with ! So instead of telling you TO GO FUCKKKKK Yourself , which I have already done to one of the abusers that I had met before, I will say I remember it all and my body doesn't forgive! As the jewish new year comes around in a few weeks, I can count on my fingers all the sins that all these horrific monsters of men did to me , because men like these, they aren't real men they are monsters who pertend to be men.
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Aug 27, 2023
Aug 27, 2023 at 6:31 PM UTC
The tale of my pain screams mysogony .
It seems like the tales in my heart are mired in my soul scars on my body are basically just tales of intense violent mysogony what I realized was that my femininity is not what I hate its the longing to feel safe to feel okay in my womaness to not equate my womanhood with violence. I am healing I am working on separating this on healing the patterns of violence that I was brought into this world with from a violent man known as my father and the men in my family I feel the anger in my heart that I have always carried and pointed towards myself now all I listen to is metal music and I feel so much comfort in this music , that explains my emotions in words that I can't even describe, What hurts more is that I overlooked so many good men because of the way that my violence, has painted me into a corner in my mind. This is why I choose my healing above all else. When we are so mired in our pain We can barely see that our HELL is HELL, because part of us thinks that it will always be that way! I called you crying my tears running down my face waterfalls of pain, runny mascara, In the back of an ambulance you my brother told me, you were sorry but to stop talking because it hurt you , and you were too busy to come help me! Well guess what there was NO ONE ever to help me !!!!!! I instead had to sit there in the hospital all alone With nothing to my name but Police records Empty faces pitying looks And **** kits I was too bruised too move, There are some things one can't forgive and this is one of them. What's worse is this man who abused me , was like all the others who preach modesty! Why not preach kindness , love equality seeing women as equal, as worthy of everything that you have just because you have a ***** doesn't make you better than me !!!! One man who abused me called me his femme fatale, oh Hunny,I am worse than that if you mess with me! I think for so long I have been more afraid of myself , than anyone else for the rage that is held inside of me is enough to build buildings with ! So instead of telling you TO GO FUCKKKKK Yourself , which I have already done to one of the abusers that I had met before, I will say I remember it all and my body doesn't forgive! As the jewish new year comes around in a few weeks, I can count on my fingers all the sins that all these horrific monsters of men did to me , because men like these, they aren't real men they are monsters who pertend to be men.
drown - balance the horizon -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymo9oX83kJI
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29/F/USA
Aug 27, 2023
Aug 27, 2023 at 6:31 PM UTC
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