Living after abuse!

You know, time after time, I hear people talking about how other people they know or see have "Baggage". It always hits me wrong... maybe because Ihad that screamed at me too, while the one screaming it wasn't aware they were only creating more for me to carry.

And besides, I wouldn't call it baggage. When I think of baggage, I think of a groovy little journey to somewhere really cool where I'll get to see things I've never seen and smile in a place I've never been.



Most people with this "baggage" tend to be the ones that are guarded, maybe they come off insensitive so not to share their emotions too much... maybe they are promiscuous... maybe they are prude... maybe they are loud and shifty... maybe they are silent and hidden...

but all of them, are only this way from having been broken.



It's a safer place to stay for them... these little ways they keep more pain from finding them. At least, that's what they think.

I say, turn it around! I say, If you were raped, be shameless and beautiful... shine and let them see they didn't steal your sunlight...

I say, if you were abused physically, stand up and fight for yourself now... tell them they don't have the right, show them your power cannot be diminished with mere bruises.

i say, if they verbally or emotionally abused you, speak out and claim back your worth... show them that the beauty words possess shouldn't be taken for granted, and then use one important one to teach them... "Goodbye".

I say if you were domestically abused, leave. Simply leave and claim your identity back, and wear it proudly...be loved, even if it means at that time YOU are the only one fighting for and loving YOU.

If you are bullied, pushed around, or just walked on, remember... you don't have to accept this. Walk away, and eventually you will walk right into others like you. Then, you won't be alone, and you WILL be cared for... stick to what's right and the right things will work themselves out!



This is a feature for the pains... and for the hopes...

don't be a victim anymore... hell, don't even be a survivor (that means you were once a victim). Be YOU... be FREE... BE INCREDIBLE... AND BE-LIEVE!





The pains of being broken down- physically, sexually, emotionally, or verbally... it looks like this:



This morning's sky was lifting high
the sun was yellowing away the grey
the green of the trees was coming alive
on the slip and shine
of this brand new day.

I noticed the fog as it ran from the sun.
It crept toward me as though I wouldn't see.
It came closer still, yet I could not run,
as it jumped
and wrapped
itself around me.

The damp dark of the fog is cold.
It swallows the yellow bouncing off the blue.
It has stolen me away to where hope is sold,
it bartered my trust,
and my smiles too,
as it walked away with my faith in you.

And there is beauty in being the end of a circle... it only goes around for as long as you let it...



LIVE!
























If you can choose between breaking and building someone... choose building...

If you can choose between lending faith or steal it..

choose lending...

If y ou can choose between giving hope and giving up...

give it.



Loving is the only way to truly experience this world. Loving someone without hurting them is the only true way for both to experience LIVING in this world rather than merely surviving it.



HUG SOMEONE WHO NEEDS IT TODAY!

****UPDATED****
This piece comes from a person who is still in the throes of the anguish that terror evokes once one is able to be freed of it all. Emerald, my friend, the anger you have now only holds you down more... try to breathe. be better, stronger, kinder, forgiving, loving and you'll see... it'll get easier.
I know from my own experience.
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MUAH!!! TO YOU ALL!