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you & me

He Never Hit Me. You Can’t See My Wounds.

But whenever I tried to discuss my concerns with him, it was never the right time. It was too early in the morning or too late at night, he was too busy with work, or he hadn’t slept well the night before and was too tired. When I finally forced the conversation and demanded to be treated  ...

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troublemakers

Assess Your Confrontation, Don’t Fight Back.

It is not advisable to fight back, that never works. What we can do is assess. Make the much needed attitude adjustment (on the self) and walk on. We can’t (and it isn’t our job to) try and persuade the marksman that we are not a target. They are on a mission to hunt our ass down, subdue us,  ...

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troublemakers

Young Witch, You Are Everything!

Hear the ghost-whispers of the women buried in unmarked graves who were killed in front of their children; they could not say these words aloud once their tongues were cut out, so you speak for them now as much as for yourself: I am everything. I am the howl of the wolf. I am the groan of the  ...

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art

The Ripple Effect Of Sharing Our Stories.

If I let myself run naked across this page, you will see me. I will be vulnerable. A deer in an open meadow with a bow and arrow pointed at my heart, or my jugular. I might stand wide-eyed and terrified of being laid to rest in a pool of my own blood-spill, or maimed to the point of crawling  ...

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wisdom

Hey Valentine, Who Is Going To Love You Today?

It doesn’t matter who you are, what you have done, what has been done to you. No matter how old you are, what you look like, and what your job, financial, and relationship status is like. No matter what other people think of you. You always deserve to find your way back to love.

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wisdom

We Need Our Old Wounds, Even When They Ache.

Sometimes we don't know we have made it through a tumultuous period of our life, or that we have overcome a traumatic experience for the most part, until we're 10 years down the road, when we notice that there have been months strung together where we weren't aching or raving or raging or  ...

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