Moonlight

couldn’t articulate this before but i genuinely think winnie’s (lil bo weep) death woke me up in the worst way. i saw myself in that girl like i couldn’t see myself in hardly anyone else before. i remember listening to her solos album for the first time in 2020 when i was really struggling with my eating disorder and other stuff, then i rediscovered her again through a comment she left on steven moses’ channel because i used to be subscribed… i genuinely thought she’s the coolest person ever. so original, so kind, so down to earth. at the same time i was afraid to, like, approach her. i quietly saw her go through a lot of bullying online, talking about music being her only creative outlet, which i could relate to a lot at the time and even now then she met that abuser, the whole lawsuit thing with moses who i used to think is an ok person, i was watching it all unfold right before my eyes and trying to help. then her road to recovery. her posting old childhood pics with her father. getting sober. i thought she was holding up so well i swear, considering the hell she’s been through. and that gave me a lot of hope. “if she can do it, so can i!” type thing. fuck. i kind of stopped checking up on her for a while (again probably thanks to the lovely bones gate that made me leave tumblr for some time) but there were no visible signs that she’s struggling still other than her suddenly changing the pfp to dark angel wings… i miss her so much already and im so grateful she was here with us even for a while, being an angel and im so insanely proud of her for not letting the evil consume her, she didn’t become a bitter person. she did so well i can’t be mad at her for leaving. i know trauma. i know how it feels to be haunted by the things that happened years ago. the only thing i ask for is LISTEN TO SURVIVORS OF S/A & DOMESTIC ABUSE. don’t tell us to just get over it. reach out to someone, think about how fragile human life really is. a little light goes a long way.