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@the-name-is-cupcake
I have no tolerance for the weak minded.
It's not the world's problem to work around your triggers and your attacks, it's up to you to keep your emotions in check and not make that someone else's problem.
The night I was raped and dropped off at home nobody knew but there where signs, and I got told "what's your problem? Your so dramatic, it's not that cold. Maybe if you wore some fucking clothes 🙄" I wasn't cold I was traumatized.
I have no tolerance for the weak minded.
It's not the world's problem to work around your triggers and your attacks, it's up to you to keep your emotions in check and not make that someone else's problem.
The night I was raped and dropped off at home nobody knew but there where signs, and I got told "what's your problem? Your so dramatic, it's not that cold. Maybe if you wore some fucking clothes 🙄" I wasn't cold I was traumatized.
I didn't get six weeks, hell I didn't even get two weeks. I got two days. The same two days I was in the hospital. I can home from giving birth and put the garbage on the curb myself.
I never got help out of bed, I never got help with cleaning myself up, I never got a full night uninterupted sleep, I never had anyone to tell me they were proud of me, and now here I am three months postpartum and THAT was my journey. THAT was my birth recovery. THAT was all the help and support I had that's forever how I will feel and see my postpartum journey with my last baby. Bitter and alone.
And somehow you still found a way. When I was open when I showed you all the vulnerable parts. You still found a way to use them and make Me feel small.
Think you can hurt me? I wake up everyday and hate what I see. And it's my own fault.
He's so in love with the idea of having me forever he forgets I could walk anytime
Him making jokes and wanting me to entertain female company is for him fantasies it's not actually for me to have friends.
The way I physically saw and felt him get the ick was unreal. Went in for a kiss and ran his hands down my body.. sounds good right? His hands grazed the side of my stomach.. felt. And he moved . . Quickly.. but he really tried not to make it obvious and for that I have to thank him.
Stuck between wants to look better for him and someone else would love every inch of me.
I've had three kids I know I'm not cream of the crop anymore but I also know someone who really loved the way I look would love and hug every curve respectfully at any chance.
There is a grief in me older than memory. Every time I find you, I carry the quiet fear that this is another lifetime where your hands will slip from mine before I am ready. Maybe that is why your silence feels so familiar. My soul remembers losing you even when my mind does not.
I can feel it in my bones and I don't want it to be true 😭
And sadly he probably doesn't even remember talking to that stupid whore on iFunny about how she wanted to me whore out for the pizza delivery man. But reading those messages over and over again burned a hole in my brain I can't unsee and when he made a silly little joke about his new job delivering pizzas he even laughed and I know he probably doesn't remember because it was just some random Tuesday and he was bored but the second he made that joke it brought me right back to feeling worthless and like I wasn't doing enough to please him. It didn't cross his mind because it was never a big deal to him and that's the problem. Find those messages and seeing those pictures ruined my life. They ruined how I see myself and they destroyed how I see him. I can't take a compliment anymore without seeing those pictures in my head. I'll never unsee them and he doesn't even realize it happened.
I want to know all this was worth what I went through was worth it but he won't even acknowledge I put myself through FOUR fucking abortions just to make sure we would still make it out the other side. To make sure I could stick around for the babies we already had. To make sure I could do this. And now I'm still second guessing myself and everyone only makes me doubt myself more.
