At least I did a really good job holding it together tonight.
I didn’t cry or break down or have a flashback
I talked about my childhood abuse
I touched on my abduction
I talked about being assaulted at a party by an acquaintance
I talked about what Kyle did to me.
I’m maybe going to vomit now, and I’m going to worry about being damaged goods, and cry about everything that’s happened, but then I’ll fall asleep and things will be okay in the morning.
mom sent me an email to make sure I’m okay because she noticed i’ve watched 12 documentaries on netflix about nazis in the last several days
whoops
Partying with the angry queergan snake death squad tonight.
My friends will spit in your face and then grunt angrily at you forreal.
“juggalos who spit on rapists”
omg
Hey, does anyone have some links to reading material for people who are romantically involved with rape/abuse survivors and looking for advice on how to be supportive in the right ways?
It’s almost impossible for me to relate to anyone who isn’t a survivor
