all i wanted in life was love and now i am terrified of it
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all i wanted in life was love and now i am terrified of it

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i think that some people forget that disabled people are abused at incredibly disturbing rates. and many disabled people cannot escape abuse independently, or at all.
many disabled people cannot escape abuse without putting their health and care needs at risk.
many disabled people cannot escape abuse because they have no money, or they're not allowed to access it independently.
many disabled people cannot escape abuse because they can't talk or otherwise communicate to tell someone they are being abused.
many disabled people cannot escape abuse because they don't understand what abuse is or because they don't understand that they are being abused.
please remember disabled people that cannot escape abuse. please remember that your tips on how to escape abuse don't apply to everyone. please advocate for programs that help disabled people escape abuse. please check in on your disabled friends.
“but she’s your mom! mothers cant be abusive! she probably wants the best for you! you’re probably just rude!”
my mom is authoritarian, queerphobic, ableist, saneist, stubborn, doesnt believe depression is real, cant see where she’s wrong, and takes her anger out on the kids she chose to have. she is the reason i still try to sh. shut the fuck up
"I wouldn't wish that upon my worst enemy" well I fucking would
"Am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?" -Brenna Twohy, from "I know Its A Little Late," Forgive me my salt.

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Every book about PTSD will repeatedly mention how your personality will change after the traumatic event. How this is an indicator that you have the disorder. How this is a universal experience for everyone who suffers from post traumatic stress.
But I never got to have a life before trauma. That person was killed before they were alive. All that remains is a broken shell from where a child was ripped out with violent teeth.
I didn't change from my trauma, because I never existed before it began.
Listen to me. Listen. Listen to me. Please.
You don't have to earn the right to call the suffering you went through abusive.
I keep seeing people say, "I don't think I have a right to say I was abused because it was never physical," and "I don't have the right to say I was abused because it wasn't that bad," and most infuriatingly, "I don't have the right to say I was abused because I know I was loved."
Please. I am begging you.
I was abused in countless different ways for a long long time, and I am telling you, you are allowed to call your situation abusive.
You don't need permission, and I don't care if someone else 'has it worse.'
You are allowed to call it abuse.
It's okay. You aren't disrespecting anybody. You aren't taking attention away from "real victims." You can acknowledge your situation is fucked up. You can call it abuse.
Happy mothers day to myself and everyone else out there who raised themselves, and at times even parented their own parents. You deserve to be celebrated for getting through that shit. Fuck anyone who tells you you have to give credit to your birth mother just because she gave birth to you. Being a parent is earned through actions and not through some inherit ownership of ones child. It's hard to stomach at times I know I struggle to remember it, daily questioning my feelings and memories, but we worked hard to survive. Acknowledge that today.