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Do You Know What “SURVIVOR” Really Means? It’s Not A Friggen Game Show – It’s A Warning Label

I've noticed a pattern, especially in the last several years. December always used to be the strongest most powerfully busy time of the year for me. Largely because we were always getting ready for Christmas Dinner at the mission - picture getting ready for a wedding, every year for eighteen years. On the exact same … Continue reading Do You Know What “SURVIVOR” Really Means? It’s Not A Friggen Game Show – It’s A Warning Label

Devon J Hall BellLetsTalk, BudSistas, Cannabis, Dreams & Nightmares, Herstory, Letter to my Future Children, Letters, Letters from Big, Marijuana, My Sisters Keeper, Race, Racism, Rant, Remember to Remember, self advice, Trigger Warning, Women, Women in Cannibus, Written while Stoned

Yesterday I Stood in My Shower And Screamed “Why Do You Hate Me?” I Was Talking To God #BellLetsTalk

I am angry. And I am fucking bitter. I am thirty-seven years old, I live at home with my mother, and three fucking cats, (adorable amazing little comfort animals but still, CATS) CATS MOTHERFUCKER! I AM THE CAT LADY. Mind you, I don't put my cats in costumes and take pictures of them for the … Continue reading Yesterday I Stood in My Shower And Screamed “Why Do You Hate Me?” I Was Talking To God #BellLetsTalk

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She’s Not Competition, She’s Proof It Can Be Done

I have a few favorite quotes, if you've been reading this blog my number 1 favorite quote is from Joss Whedon's Angel, where Angel says "The world is harsh and cruel, that's why there's us. Champions. We live as if the world were what it should be, to show it what it can be." The … Continue reading She’s Not Competition, She’s Proof It Can Be Done

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I’m not letting this shit go.

I was gang raped in the year of 2016. You know this if you've been reading this blog as long as I've been writing it. It wasn't the first time I was gang raped, but it was most certainly the last. Every night I go to bed terrified someone is going to kick my door … Continue reading I’m not letting this shit go.