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I apologize for the rant but I needed to clear my mind and this was my only outlet

When I was young, SH was a big issue. My parents took away every pocket knife I owned as a response. Which generally speaking would be the right call, however they were wrong. So very wrong. My knives were my joy in life, collecting them, cleaning and maintaining them. Mastering every skill related to every style I had. You see, it was never my knives that I used, it was the blades off of every pencil sharpener I could lay my hands on. The fact that they took what gave me purpose at the time and refused to listen when I told them I respected my knives too much to use them like that. As an adult looking back it does sound insane, but it's still true to this day. My knives had a purpose. Their purpose was to protect and better my life, so how could I betray their purpose? When everyone and everything in my life let me down or betrayed me my knives were always a constant. The greatest irony of all? If they had taken every pencil shaper from me and left my knives, I'd have less scars and more happy memories. I don't blame them for it but some days the resentment creeps in. I've started rebuilding my collection and no matter how low I get I've never once debated using one in that manner. They still bring me so much joy and it hurts that I've never been able to adequately explain it to anyone.

#spilled thoughts #meditation #self h@rm #nonsense #venting #self respect #getting better #self advocacy #knife collector

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You’re pretty sure your brother’s wife is a talking wolf in a dress, but he simply refuses to believe you.

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I hadn't seen my brother in almost five years, so when I got a phone call from him there was a mix of emotions. Guilt, anger, loneliness and joy because no matter what y'all had been through he was still my brother. Still the first best friend I'd ever had. We had been thick as thieves growing up, and that was more accurate for us than most. We would constantly get into fights but we never truly hurt each other despite several black eyes and split lips over the years. However if anyone tried to mess with either of us, it never took long for the other to show up and fight by their side. We would have stood together against the world, which only made the distance of the last five years all the more painful and awkward. I'd already moved past the falling out we'd had but it was never the same after; didn't mean I didn't miss him though. But getting an invite to come meet his wife was a shock I wasn't prepared for. Of course I was happy for him but from what I had heard no one in the family had mentioned anything about him getting married. I trusted his ability to choose what made him happy in life and if that was her then nothing could keep me from welcoming her into the family with open arms. Or at least that's what I thought. I couldn't have known she would be a wolf. At first I thought this was an elaborate prank, train a wolf dog to walk around on its black legs and wear a dress. Something to lighten the mood of our reunion but when she welcomed me into her home I FAINTED. I couldn't help it, I tried not too, I really did. I remember even trying to shake her hand as I fell into the blackness of shock. When I woke up on my brother's couch, with her carefully dabbing at my forehead with a cool damp cloth some of the fear left. Not all of it, but enough to be able to actually look at her. I think it would have been easier to wrap my mind around if she was a werewolf, but no, she was a wolf. How she managed to hold the cloth between her front paws and still manage to be so gentle was the most fascinating thing to me. A tiny huff of air escaped her as she spoke "You reacted better than I thought. I was worried you would run screaming at best. My name is Willow." Her voice was not nearly as gravely as I expected. It was soft, like every syllable was meticulously spoken as to not scare me in anyway. It was my brother's laughter that broke me out of my shock fueled studying of her. He sat off to the side on the island that separated the kitchen from the living room, swinging his legs like a kid. "Definitely took it a lot better than mom and dad did." That was all it took to fully snap me back into the reality of the situation. I sat up and looked back and forth between the two "They know about this and didn't tell me? I mean I don't even get a heads up? That's just cruel man, I mean if ya warned me about your highschool gf's lazy eye and didn't think to warn me on this?" His laughter filled the room as his wife gave me what I could only assume to be a smile. "Oh come on! That's not fair, even if I had told you, you wouldn't have believed me or worried for my mental health. Plus I asked them not to tell anyone, I really don't need PETA trying to come kidnap my wife and air drop her into Yosemite park or some shit." Honestly that was a good point I hadn't even considered, if PETA found out about my new sister in law it would be global news by the end of the week. "Wait so not to be rude but how does this work, I mean, excuse me if this is ignorant but you're a wolf lady..... lady wolf? Anyway my point is does this mean I'll have werewolf nieces and nephews cause I wouldn't mind but you can't keep them in the house 24/7."

It was Willow's laugh that filled the room this time "Your parents asked the same thing. But no, it's a good chance we would get a few human babes and a few canine-sapiens such as myself. And if so they will go to the school I went to in the national park." I just sat there for a moment soaking in all the information before nodding and looking at my brother again. "As long as you are happy, I'm happy. Can't say I fully understand yet, but I don't have too as long as it makes sense for y'all." Willow patted my shoulder and chuffed a short laugh, "Good cause raising a whole litter is a lot of work and I'm pregnant." I stayed for hours simply talking to my brother and Willow, learning all I could about her and her people. I can't wait to meet her family next month, maybe then I'll finally get the story of how they met.

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You’re a kid whos mom was obsessed with a cult, and when you were just 12, she sacrificed you. You end in hell and expected to be tortured for eternity, but turns out the demon wanted a child of his own

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You knew it was coming. It was all your mother talked about, how one day you would have the highest honor and how she envied you. You didn't care. It's not that you didn't want to live but escaping was no use. You'd tried before only to have her and the rest of the cult track you down every time. So off you went to be sacrificed to some random demon. You didn't pay much attention to what was being said as they tied you to the large stone altar. The large decorative dagger didn't hurt as much as you thought it would, plunging into your chest like that. Skipping off your rib before each beat of your heart tries to break the metal in it. Your eyes close and when they open it's because your skin feels hot and the air is hard to breathe. Suddenly the pain in your chest being gone isn't your biggest concern, it's the realization that this is hell, where you get tortured, and the demon just standing there with a smile. Its first words to you weren't how it planned to rip you apart or feed you glass, instead it squatted down and opened its arms for a hug. "Finally a child I can call my own". Slowly you walked forward, you definitely weren't gonna try and piss it off, and let it hug you. Even going so far as to return the hug, it was the first in a very long time after all. "You shall want for nothing and fear nothing so long as you have me". It stood with you in its arms and began to walk as it spoke, gently holding you closer as to not bounce you with every step. "Why?" There were so many questions in that one word, each one running circles in your mind. Yet it seemed to understand. "Because I am asexual, I can't and have no desire to reproduce, yet I've always longed for a child. So many of you have come here already broken and tortured enough." It paused as if considering something, glancing at you, all while still walking in the same direction. "What is that human saying two stones from one bird? Well that's what this is, they were going to give you to me anyway so why not make the deal, get my beloved child and give you the home you deserve." All you could do was look at this demon with confusion and amazement. This creature, born from a world of pain and fear just wanted to save you from those very things. Maybe that was ok. I mean, it couldn't hurt to at least enjoy the treatment until they got bored of you. So that's what you would do, strange as it was. Knowing that the being carrying you could easily kill you again and yet it showed you more care than any other person in your life. " So what do I call you?" The soft chuckle that rumbled out of it was startling to say the least. "You can call me whatever you like but my name is Zxyphe." Did you relax into it as it carried you the rest of the way to its home? Maybe, but that's just part of the plan to fool it, right? Right. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that for the first time in your short life, you felt safe. Nothing at all.

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