a safe distance away

i could add a few more stages to grief if they let me

since april fool’s day is tomorrow i would like to remind everyone that my entire existence is a massive joke

to all the victims of csa who have never told anyone. to all the victims of csa who don't remember, clearly or at all. to all the victims of csa who struggle with understanding if it was "bad enough". to all the victims of child on child sa. to all the victims of csa who are still repulsed to sex or even to all physical touch. to all the victims of csa who don't wish to "overcome" their repulsion to sex or physical touch. to all the victims of csa who freeze, who dissociate, who cry and rage easily. i love you i love you i love you. they don't know you. you know you. trust yourself. trust your body. you decide what to do with what happened. you decide how you feel. keep going

happy touch starved emotionally deprived autumn to all who celebrate. Yay

You need to draw and make art or else all the images will stay in your head and you'll get sick

mom said its my turn on the lifelong sense of grief

assimilating into the dominant culture is a survival tactic and not a sign of improved mental health or healthier functioning