I say I would do it all again I say as i look around my house
because its my house !
although its been six years since i escaped my abusive hell of a house
I think I am still truly processing
how much I have saved my own life
Right Down to my Scraped Knees.
After surviving hell hell hell,my entire life and even after i left,
i feel my heart waking up
as i start to remember what i truly endured
In my life.
i sometimes look at my house, my house that i decorated,
painted with decorations and i proclaim i am free
i cant believe it i am free!!
its worth more than any money in the entire world
i am not a victim,
i am my own savior!
i rock myself back and forth, and listen to other survivors stories
of unimagniable horror,
and i see myself within them because I am too
a survivor of unimagianble horror.
most can't see it on my face because I seem so sane and so whole within myself, because i have decided to heal myself to pray
to god my entire life.
i belive that my life is sacred, but i am at peace with death when it comes.
so when rockets fall around me i sit with my hands on my heart and i smile out of calmness.
out of knowing that i can face anything, and come out okay because i have myself my freedom.
And dearest reader know that you can tooo, despite all of the pain
know that life will get better, you will rise out of this too,
just hold on to yourself and dont let others hurt you or take your spark away from you.
I hug myself, my doll, my inner child, making her feel at home and at peace for the first time and i feel more at home within myself.
as i go to the ocean in my mind and in person and i hear the waves rock me,
i know that i will be okay.
i feel more content in my life now, more content just being
without needing to always do something.
As i see my cousin getting married to the perfect rich white blonde woman as if doing so, will erase the stain of his jewishness.
As if that will bring him belonging,
to try to forget the awful sickness of a family
that we belong to,
all i feel is sadness for her and for him.
one can't hide,
and money
cant bury
or burrow
the pain or sickness away.
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 2:28 PM UTC
I say I would do it all again I say as i look around my house
because its my house !
although its been six years since i escaped my abusive hell of a house
I think I am still truly processing
how much I have saved my own life
Right Down to my Scraped Knees.
After surviving hell hell hell,my entire life and even after i left,
i feel my heart waking up
as i start to remember what i truly endured
In my life.
i sometimes look at my house, my house that i decorated,
painted with decorations and i proclaim i am free
i cant believe it i am free!!
its worth more than any money in the entire world
i am not a victim,
i am my own savior!
i rock myself back and forth, and listen to other survivors stories
of unimagniable horror,
and i see myself within them because I am too
a survivor of unimagianble horror.
most can't see it on my face because I seem so sane and so whole within myself, because i have decided to heal myself to pray
to god my entire life.
i belive that my life is sacred, but i am at peace with death when it comes.
so when rockets fall around me i sit with my hands on my heart and i smile out of calmness.
out of knowing that i can face anything, and come out okay because i have myself my freedom.
And dearest reader know that you can tooo, despite all of the pain
know that life will get better, you will rise out of this too,
just hold on to yourself and dont let others hurt you or take your spark away from you.
I hug myself, my doll, my inner child, making her feel at home and at peace for the first time and i feel more at home within myself.
as i go to the ocean in my mind and in person and i hear the waves rock me,
i know that i will be okay.
i feel more content in my life now, more content just being
without needing to always do something.
As i see my cousin getting married to the perfect rich white blonde woman as if doing so, will erase the stain of his jewishness.
As if that will bring him belonging,
to try to forget the awful sickness of a family
that we belong to,
all i feel is sadness for her and for him.
one can't hide,
and money
cant bury
or burrow
the pain or sickness away.