What are they teaching us? Where is the class about #abuse ? Where is the class on #mentalhealth ? #holistichealing ? #communication ?We get #realityshow life, where people are given #drugs and #alcohol to improve #ratings — publicists tell couples to get a divorce for higher ratings and get back together because they know you LOVE drama because you were TAUGHT it. Take your smart phone to the library and download the overdrive and hoopla apps. Turn your TV off and get an #audiobook
Your friends, family and relatives are hurting inside and everybody just keeps supporting @kimkardashian teenage girls keep supporting @kyliejenner and getting lip injections. #selflove means value and empowering yourself because you so deeply embrace your power. We can’t do this alone! 🚀🚀💎💎
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Her full name is Yey Omo Eja which means “Mother whose Children are the Fish.” Her children are many and uncountable. She is known as the Lady of the Rain, the Constantly Changing Woman, the Creator Mother of All ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Invocation: "You who rule the waters, pouring over humankind your protection, O Divine Mother, wash their bodies and their minds, performing a cleansing with your water and instilling in their hearts the respect and veneration due to the force of nature that it symbolizes, let us protect your group of things and what they protect.
We beseech powerful Yemaya, Queen of the waters, to receive this prayer. With love and justice, give me the required and necessary strength to withstand everything. In your sea of nature and harmony, I want to live. Protect my loved ones from all harm and danger. Hail Yemaya, Queen of the Sea!" ~ BlackSwanTemple #yemonja#yemoja#yemonjá#bigmama#allHail#prayer#invocation#orisha#HeyThereMissMaya#IntersectionalFeminism#ReligiousFreedom#Creole#Ifa#Ancestors#WomensRights#Abuse#PTSD#YouAreNotAlone#QuestionEverything#Brainwashed
Cow's milk is likely to make you and your family ill as it is not meant for human consumption.
The dairy industry is full of propaganda to sell a product to make themselves a lot of money at your expense and at the expense of the environment and of the animals it abuses.
As we all know, mothers only produce milk to feed their young. But mother cows rarely get to do this as their calf is taken away from them when they are only a few days old. The female calves are sentenced to have the same life as their mothers and the male calf is either considered a waste product and killed or kept alive in a tiny space, until it's sent to a slaughter house to be killed for veal. The milk that is naturally produced by the cow to feed the calf is also stolen to give to humans.
Humans don't need cows milk as they should have weaned off their human mother's milk when they are young.
The mother cow is repeatedly artificially inseminated throughout her life, suffering the agonising trauma of losing her calf over and over, just to produce milk that is unnecessarily given to humans, until her legs buckle beneath her. When that day comes, she is deemed useless and is sent to a slaughter house where she is subjected to fear and pain and then death.
It’s taken me a few months to post this, simply because I felt guilty and afraid of what could potentially happen if I posted this. But I need to write this, and I need to put this out there.. ME TOO!
I was countlessly assaulted as a baby, by my biological father, before I was taken out of the home at a super young age.
I was then molested by someone I should have been able to trust, around 8 years of age.
And then again at 16, by another family member who will never know how much damage he inflicted on my life, or how long it took me to get to the point of peace.
As someone in customer service positions, I have countlessly be flirted with and expected to reciprocate it or I got called a bitch, and had them try to have me fired. I have had more guys get my phone numbers and send me nude photos, than I care to admit, and have had quite a few stalkers simply because I tried to be professional and polite. I have had to change my phone number way too many times, just to get away from them. Even after I came out and tried to tell guys that so wasn’t interested, they assumed I had to be lying and made ridiculous demands of me to try and “prove” I am gay! I have had men try to force me to have threesomes with their wife and them. I have been told to smile very often, because somehow men think they have the right to demand it from me, whether I want it or not. Men tell you they want you, and they think it’s enough and you have to do whatever they want as a result of their feelings.
All of this is simply the top of the iceberg that is our society. I want my future kids to grow up in a place where they don’t have to fear about date rape drugs, or being forced on by someone close to them or even a stranger. I want them to feel safe to wear what they want, no worries about who it may entice. I want them to not grow up being told their self worth is dependent on the approval of others, because it’s not. And God forbid they ever are molested, I don’t want their friends and loved ones to tell them to suck it up and move on, because they are making it hard on others; your heart needs to heal, after being violated, and talking about it helps.
#metoo#metoo ❤️ #abuse#survivor
Listen...don't allow someone who is mentally and emotionally abusive to control you.
In the end, they somehow become the victim, and you will strategically be the culprit. And the funny thing is, people will believe them because all they see are your actions. They are the ultimate manipulators.
Get away from them now...
Believe me, it will be the best good bye you ever say❤
Emotional abuse, Alcohol abuse and Recovery. Listen to one woman's story of having the courage to leave an abusive relationship and on to the road of recovery. Tap link in bio and then tap "listen to our podcasts." #thewordchanges#LiveCourageously2017
Picked up the first box of the paperback version today from the printer. Still working out the technical issues of getting it up online with Amazon but just about there. Ebook version is available online, paperbacks are available through me right now and should be with Amazon by the end of the weekend. Finally getting it done!
I came across so many people,
Some of them, believed in me,
and loved me before I even came to this world.
They loved me without even seen me.
This person is my mother.
left me on the other side of the road without saying goodbye.
And other people the fate decided
to take them away from me
to embrace them with my eyes
before my hands.
But just one, just one person.
I never knew him,
I never hugged him,
I carried his blood in my veins,
yet he knows nothing about me,
I spilled my tears on my pillow for years,
Instead of his shoulder.
I cried the pain,
I cried the guilt,
I cried the shame,
I cried hate,
I cried love,
I cried the daughter,
I cried the hurt,
I cried the heart.
I cried the girl,
I cried injustice,
I cried so many times.
I even screamed,
why his ears are deaf from my sighs.
Why his eyes are blind to see the beauty in me.
Why his hands are full of cruelty.
Why he hates me when I am the one who suppose to hate him.
Why his lips always whispers only betrayal,
Why you didn't let me to know you father.
Why everyone knows who I am
And not you?
Tell me why dad?
I am mentally and emotionally exhausted from reading about abusive men. I’ve spent most of my teen and adult life dealing and running from them. All these tales invade me. My eyes and ears cannot take in any more horrors, I am at my coping limit. My heart bleeds for all the women and children out there who are dealing with this. It is apart of your life you try to escape from, one you learn to live with or succumb to. It will always be hard, but if you can make sure keep up with self-care. I need to unplug from news: keeping up with current events is making me sick. The world is cruel and sometimes I feel I was never meant to survive it. I cling desperately to love and comfort. I isolate myself because the more than ever I feel the heaviness of humanness. I want to be energy and light, I want to be free. Thank you for those that share, that try to keep me inspired. Thank you to those that truly have love for me. I am here, but my armor seems a burden as of late. #abuse#news#survivor#sick#selfcare#unplug#love#light#free#girl#eyes#pale#nyc#newyork#portrait
"Disbudding part 2: In our last post we gave you all the arguments and counter arguments for and disbudding baby goats. In this post I’d like to take you through the process. All goats grow horns- male and female. If you ever see a goat without horns it means they have gone through this process. This process is done typically between 3-10 days old. First they shave around the tiny horns or spot where their horns will begin to grow in. Then they place the baby goats in a “disbudding box” this box is designed it to be a tight space where only the baby goats head sticks out and it prevents the baby goat from wiggling or getting away. Then they take a hot iron and press it firmly against the infant goats skull as the baby screams in pain to burn the tiny horn or “bud”. They then take a sharp knife and slice off the horn bud to prevent the horn from ever growing. Then they do the same thing to the other side. No anesthesia or sedation. I could never imagine having that hot iron pressed up against my skull. Goats horns also serve as social organs, they use them to re-establish the herd ‘pecking order’ which they do on a near-continual basis. Removing the horns does not remove the genetic want/need to butt another goat, which is a goats’ normal social interaction, but does remove the protective effect of the horns, which are designed not only to give, but to receive blows, and protect the skull. Look up disbudding on YouTube if you wish to watch the process yourself. " #dontdisbud#Repost @freedomfarm_animalrescue (@get_repost)
Everyone talking shit saying he's a drug addict and got whats coming for him needs to shut the fuck up. I relate to lil peep, his posts, his music, what he stood for, as do plenty of people in my generation struggling with severe depression thats going untreated. At some point, I was going down the same road myself. I was going out almost every night, hanging out with other people who also hated themselves so much they couldnt stand being sober, I was trying anything that was put in front of me. More times than I would like to admit, I came very close to overdosing. It got to a point that I knew how to make people think I was sober and just not feeling well, but my body was purging itself of all the poisons I took and when I'd finally start to fall asleep, I wasnt too sure nor cared if I woke up. But I was lucky, I got through it, I had horrible events take place that made me realize I was only causing pain to people that loved me. But it was hard to accept the fact that people loved me. And I had to decide for myself, enough was enough. I had to start by getting rid of anyone in my life that was going to offer or do drugs in front of me, I had to get rid of everyone that only had THEIR best interest at heart, and didn't really give a shit about me as long as I benefited them. I then surrounded myself with people that didnt have interest in those things, the people that showed they truly love and care for me, I brought closer. My life has changed so much and everyone has the ability to do the same, they just need beautiful people with good intentions, they need to find the strength to overcome the people that thrive off of their pain and need to drown themselves with drugs to forget how they feel, they need to want to change and be better. The rewards afterwards, is unlike anything else. 2 years ago, I had no idea I'd get to be with the love of my life and that I'd be pregnant with a perfect baby girl that I've dreamt about for years. I had no idea I was strong enough to overcome suicidal thoughts and evil people, but it was worth it. Life is worth the fight.
If my meows came out as words, they'd only make you cry.
My foster Mom can tell you, she was there the day I thought I'd die.
I must have been a sight with my devastating cries and my eyes full of fears.
Rushed to the vet, blood running down my face, we left each other in tears.
My heart was bursting with pain, confusion and fear.
The human hand still haunts me, I flinch when you come near.
Caution is my life now, the abuse I've suffered is clear.
Day by day my soul shines through, brighter than I ever knew.
For the first time in a long time my future has a new view.
I bury my face deep in your neck and I purr myself to sleep.
I need someone to hold me tight and promise me my safety to keep. ~ written by foster mom •
I want to share some of my writing with my followers. Yeah, you’ve read about some of my life and interests, but did you know that I’ve been writing poetry ever since I was a kid? •
I’ve always loved poetry and treated it as a way to write down everything that was in my mind and heart. What I have always loved about writing was that no one had to understand what I was sharing, they just needed to interpret it themselves. •
I majored in Psychology but I took so many writing and poetry workshop classes that I minored in English. Truthfully, writing poetry has helped me through dark times and dark relationships. It’s not always easy to speak whats on your mind and heart so I would write to both free myself and hide at the same time. My poems have little secrets and nods to who they were written for. •
And if I’m being even more honest, I write the most when I am sad and I don’t have a lot of recent poetry written. Being that I am in a happy relationship, both with myself and with my husband, I’m not as inspired to express my sadness. •
But I’d love to share more of myself with you all because, in the past few years, I have learned that you can help and teach so many people just by sharing your experience. So, this is a poem about a guy who could never just agree to be with me, a guy who didn’t want to love me and a guy who lived a very aggressive life. •
my soul is exhausted. he has worn my spirit down to non-existence. i had enough years (YEARS) ago but i didn’t listen to my own body or brain. i hate myself when I am near him but i love myself, am happy, am full of spirit and personality when i am away from him. friends, don’t let this happen to you. listen to your body and your brain. if you feel like it’s a bad situation, IT IS. if you need help getting out, DM me and i will do everything i can for you. #abuse#warningsigns#getout#loveisnotenough#divorce#helpothers#listen#dontjudge
1 in 4, people. In the year and two months that I have been a RN, I have been pinched, squeezed, chinned, and kicked and that’s just what I can remember. I know many of my coworkers have experienced the same or worse. We nurses dedicate our lives to making sure that people are cared for and safe, we do not deserve to be abused at work or to feel afraid while doing our jobs. #EndNurseAbuse#nursing#abuse#RN Please support this cause!!!