I disagree with those who strike out into the midst of the billows and, welcoming a stormy existence, wrestle daily in hardihood of soul with life's problems. Seneca, Moral Letters, 28.7.1 One of the strangest phenomenon I have witnessed and experienced as a human being is the propensity to choose to be in a romantic... Continue Reading →
ignorantia neminem excusat: ignorance excuses no one
I came across this song the other day, "A Letter To Everyone Who's Hurt Me," and it really struck a chord. I mean really. How do you learn what love and respect are supposed to feel like when you grow up being shown one thing but being told or experiencing something completely different? Uncomfortable truth:... Continue Reading →
throwing away the one ring
At some point several years ago, I'd stopped wearing the diamond because my body was so sick that I couldn't wear them without swelling problems. But the problem that was almost as big was that it pissed off my ex. Big time. He had an absolute fucking meltdown because how dare I embarrass him by... Continue Reading →
Protected: Day 1826
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The Cycle.
Love Desire, safe Devotion, fidelity, intimacy, perseverance Manipulating, exploiting, betraying Unbearable, insufferable Abuse
The first moment
From the moment she first laid eyes on him she knew. He was in his late 20s and fit. He was clearly from a bigger city than the one they were in that night and his urban look made her worry that the feelings she had of dread were because they were different races. That... Continue Reading →
When I Realized My Parents Taught Me to Be A Battered Spouse
CW: child physical abuse, adult domestic violence I have heard people criticize victims of abuse because they didn't report the abuser to their school counselor or teacher, because they didn't ask for help, because they didn't tell their doctor or call the police. I have heard people criticize different Dugger women for standing by their... Continue Reading →
When you love someone who is being abused…
This post is in response to what a blog follower felt in response to a poem GwenAnn wrote called "nothing left" but it goes out to the friends and family members who see someone they care about being abused... Abuse is far too complex an issue to address in a few minutes but there are... Continue Reading →
the kintsukuroi life 