Domesticated Violence

We witnessed the horrors of the lies he told her and the fact that we couldn’t stop her from walking into her doom. This is real life and real babies were lost. They cried for their Daddy as they took their last breath. I wonder if they would have held onto each other as they suffocated and died. Their poor mother in the dirt below them at the hands of their father the hero.

Tragically Ablaze

My husband says I am too gullible and I fall too easily listening to other people’s tales. He tells me I care too much about our Indigenous communities and that I watch too much true crime. What happens to my soul when the two World’s intertwine? To RoyLynn and Marlene I will find a way to start making things right. You are still Warriors out there just for now you are out of site.

The Monster in Me

The person inside of me is not what was bad. It was the energy that was trying to take over to make me be somebody different. Darkness can’t win over light. They never will. Never can. That is why when in great danger they always say come into the light. The promise of a new day also brings with it a new chance. See all this becomes important now as my husband came home. My mom was on the phone still and she was begging me to keep calm like she knew. She knew there was an evil still inside of me and it comes from what happened before. I am not healed from my trauma because I am still deeply ashamed.

To Sparkle or To Fade

Our reality is as human we probably have been treated pretty bad by somebody we care about. The type of treatment that leaves a hole in your heart with scars trying to recover what you lost. We torture ourselves with reliving the pain of what ripped us apart on continuous repeat. Sometimes we laugh that…

In The Eyes of the Captive

What did we do as a nation when this storey came out of what he did to her. Nothing. The whole world did nothing and still treated her like a slut a whore like that what she endured over those years she did willingly.

The Sadist Beside Us

For the longest time I always knew that I could withstand a certain tolerance to pain. Both in physcial and the emotional. It’s like I could feel these varying levels of it it residing inside of me but it never really took over my whole being. It was hard to unerstand but I accepted it…

Succumbing to Our Abusers

I had no idea that Ocotober was Domestic Abuse Awareness month. I was reminded of the horrific way that my friend was treated in the last days/weeks/months just as in passing. Maybe it was her sending me a message about what needs to be changed. That her memory means more to me then her name…

Domesticly Hunted

There are some cats that you just should never let out of the bag. You know secrets. Well not really secrets but factual knowledge that you aren’t privvy too. Facts that you probably shouldn’t have been searching for but it’s hard not to. Sometimes I wish I could just have bliss living in my own…