An outrageous violation of my sanity has given me the strength to speak about some slanderous activities. If libel is the best thing you can pull out of your sleeve, then here's my response to your vilification. I give you permission, please post this to your social media feed.
Without hesitation
#metoo
an empowering movement for the abused.
Victims of humility
can it be
do we finally have the freedom to speak for our mental clarity?
Well...
We have the beautiful feminist wife who cries wolf. Using repetitive rapist proverbs. Spitting out ridiculous lies as an attack to "get back what's hers."
But...
Let's talk about the time she sent me pictures I didn't ask for or the extra drinks she kept feeding me to get me through her bedroom door. A simple no, times thrice didn't suffice, so I left feeling used. Her character left my mind manipulated, disgusted, dazed, and confused.
Then there was the time I was slammed against my bedroom door and was called a whore for not wanting more.
Violently thrown on my bed and held down, I could never understand what I did wrong.
Trauma from the past showing up in the present. It makes me never want to talk about things that seem relevant.
A few examples of the things I've encountered while placing faith into those whom I once believed were worthy of my trust.
Now, these are just memories of how I survived and this writing is an example of getting back what's mine.
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