I’ve been thinking a lot about forgiveness lately, and my behavior when I get angry and stressed out because someone has done or said something to trigger me. It happened tonight actually, I had a massive panic attack that lasted about fifteen minutes, I screamed, I yelled, and I cried about how much I hate … More How Long Do We Have To Punish The Guilty Until We Feel Better About Their Choices?
When I was growing up in Calgary, I spent an abnormal time alone as a child. Stuck in between trying to be who other people thought I should be, and trying to make tiny inroads to being myself, no matter what I did I was never cool enough, never smart enough, never worthy of spending … More Finding Your Tribe Is Transformative
So this is coming up because I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want from the men that abused me. The last thing I need or want is a fucking apology, what I want is for them to go to prison and rot there until they come out better human beings then they went … More Sometimes An Apology Is The Last Thing I Want or Need…Sometimes I Just Need You To Fuck Off and Give Me Space
The best you can hope for is that there will be people to catch you when you fall. I got lucky that way, that there were people there. I feel like I should feel humiliated about the last couple years of my life, but that humiliation isn’t something I am interested in carrying on my … More I Choose What I Carry
Being forced to forgive your rapist is as comfortable as taking a cheese grater to your cunt. Yes, I said that, I entirely and completely said that, and I own the fuck out of that, I’ll stand by that until the day I am dead, for real. Over the last six to eight months or … More I can’t believe I have to copy what She Said…