I will ask you directly to your face who the fuck you think you’re talking to. My rage is POWER. Abusers nightmare who sees exactly who they are. I make my abusers regret they didn’t clock who I became. Ladies, this is the final level by the way. Not whatever the fuck you’ve been taught about shrinking. Becoming feral and feared is the final stage.
my home will be a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no name calling or shaming. my home will be gentle, it will be warm. it will keep my loved ones safe. no fear, no hurt and no worries.
I really got PTSD from ppl. I keep my distance from everybody idc how much I love you. One thing life goin to teach you is that anybody can and will switch up & I've had enough of that. I do just fine in my own bubble 🫧