Ffolkes… if you are afraid of what is real, then just crawl back under the covers…. this is real. It’s painfully honest, and raw with emotion that no one should ever have to experience. You need to hear it, and feel it, and pass it on, or this kind of damage to women will continue…. and we will all be to blame…. more than we already are….
I am finally coming into grief, I am finally coming into life, I am finally getting to the beginning of being fully human.
Grief is terrible, but it may one of the most life-affirming emotions I know.
Deep grief is the showing the reality of what was taken from me, deep grief is knowing there was times in my life I could do nothing to protect myself except stay alive.
Deep grief is feeling inside every cell of your body what punters do to a non-human named as the prostitute.
Deep grief is knowing that killing your own humanity and having no space for dignity may have been a reason those punters choose not to bother to kill you.
Deep grief is a screaming that cannot and will be silenced, only no-one hears it.
Deep grief is a constant feeling of wanting to rip out your skin, want to pull…
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gigoid 
this was a very powerful reblog… thanks!!
🙂