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Nobody talks about the trauma of having shame for what happened to you. Nobody talks about how it forces you to want to stay because you feel the violation makes you unworthy of anything better. Nobody talks about how narcissistic you feel and know you look but are so petrified to move. Nobody talks about how all this affects you as you try your best to not hurt others and not knowing how to stop so simply believing you deserve the trauma, the violation.

Nobody talks about how abuse survivors feel they deserved it and so they hurt anyone who tries to give them something different. Because why would someone want a dirty, used rag when they can have anything else.

And the worst part? The pain of knowing it’s your fault for passing on that hurt and the pain of knowing you’ll never be able to help that person heal from your hurt. Because trauma survivors are empaths. And so they suffer their own pain, and those that they hurt.

Sometimes, the person who is acting emotionally unstable is the one who is being emotionally abused.

But nobody wants to talk about that. Because it’s easier to think people are black and white and good or bad. Not that good people do bad things. And bad people do good things.

If you are that someone. Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future. I know you’re hurting and I know you’ve hurt. But you aren’t your mistakes and constantly hating yourself will only keep you in this cycle. Please be kind.

#trauma #pain #suffering #trying to learn

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“She is his sunset. He is her storm.”

— Unknown

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instagram | jannelford

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instagram | three.acre.farm.mi

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Illustration from Richard Wagner's Tannhäuser by Willy Pogany (1911)

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by sammie_wanders_

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We get so lost in our own circumstances, our emotions, our situations, that we forget who we really are at the core. We forget our strength, our courage. We forget the amount of love we have within us, the amount of love we can give. We forget the beauty of pain, the beauty of life. The beauty of feeling lost, but also the beauty of feeling found. Even if you forget, just know that you’ll always find your way back to who you really are. You will be happy again. You will feel peace again. Don’t give up. You are loved.❤️

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and in the end all you gave me was my own tears

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you always did keep your eyes closed whenever looking at my pain

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It felt like the world had divided into two different types of people, those who had felt pain and those who had yet to.

― Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart

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Khalil Gibran

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photo: @karissasparke on instagram

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