Apr 19
are you telling me this trauma was forced by a blunt?
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are you telling me this trauma was forced by a blunt?
oh god it all really happened. like, to me.
to the body i inhabit. like i'm at that place in healing where i can now discern the child-built-fantasy from the very real and horrifically uncomplicated it was for those men to do that to a child. to children. to me.
i have to live with it being real. there's no fall-back of "maybes" that i can dissiciate to, to hide me from it really happened. to me. and i still live in this body.
it's vastly different now that i'm 30+. but it's still my body (was it ever?), still me. there's no dissociation where i can put down the weight of it. of it being real. of it really happening to me. any other lens is symptomatic.
and i have to handle that. all of this realness of things so horrifying, i have to keep even the hint of it happening from 95% of the people physically around me at any given time. and everyday i wake up now like oh god. it really happened to me. but i also wake up now know that i can handle handling it. i'm capable now.
like, don't get me wrong, the agony persists. like i still genuinely wanna kms sometimes over the memory-load alone lol but i can just... i dunno. i got the tools now and when i use them as intended, they work lol (imagine that). anyway i'm 31 and if things don't get better around you, take the good and learn from it, watch the bad and learn from their mistakes. bc you really do live and then you learn from living and i hate that but it makes sense.
give yourself and others the slack to make mistakes ffs. give people a chance to learn on that basic human-to-human level (rarely possible online, but still). fuck arguing your nuance like we know we all know anyway shut up and listen and learn.
do you wanna be right? do you want to engage? and be engaged with? and possibly learn? i mean, afterall, the more you know, the more you know. right? so, by that logic, aren't mistakes intrinsic? allow space for that for others. to unlearn, before they learn. and make sure you give (or MAKE) room for yourself to make mistakes. so you can learn. foster the environment for growth. but take no shit. balance.
revisit basic thoughts and memories in the privacy if your own physical head. learn about yourself, question yourself--if not to kill time vs algorithm doomscrolling. ai wants you to stop thinking for yourself; very literally. best thing we can do is log off.
log off of the fantasy or mask or whatever. sit with your thoughts--shut up about meditation--whatever thoughts, and follow their path. or i dunno, just try something to get your brain moving in new directions. does that make sense? (rhetorical lol but does it).
anyway i'm rambling i just wanna say being in a body is fuck shit ass
i don't mind if you don't see the beauty in my trans body :) i'll find the beauty, in myself, in my own skin <3
took these while playing with red henna, tinkering with my neck tattoo idea :)
please don't "Stay in Your Lane" forever.
i wholesomely suggest you merge at least a little
try out different Lanes. you're welcome in My Lane. wanna come over and play in My Lane? i'll visit your lane! show me what's in your lane. can i come play in your lane?
do you merge lanes? have you merged lanes? whven will you merge lanes
"multiple personality disorder"??? UMMM. more like.... Multiple Possabilites Disorder :D hell yeah, brother 📊💯🫂🫶🤝
did you know that
the neurons in our brains operate like fungal networks in ancient forests. we were created for community and reciprocal connection, not as transactional means to an end. but instead humans created LinkedIn.
our bodies are baaaasically like.. hybrid cars. we eat food and generate our own bioelectricity. our bodies are portable generators so our brains can walk around and Do More Living on the Planet but Money is transactional and we invented it and it's not supposed to be real, much like celebrities, we were made, as a species, to be sooo much more capable than current society and economical rhetoric. we're apex predators but we're reduced to prey for billionaires under this societal structure.
ONE WAR. CLASS WAR. MYCELIUM IS ON OUR SIDE [despite what the mold is doing to Jordan Peterson]
hashtag #MyCeilaeum
shit. i accidentally just Actualised my trauma. i spoke it out loud. other people heard me and believe me. they accepted my Subjective reality, into their subjective realities, which means my trauma is now Objectively true. not just Subjectiely true. which means it's Absolute. it's Been Actualised now. :/ *long slow breath outwards* guess i'll go play with my friends 👀
i love my 30s <3