My story is far from special. Unfortunately, it doesn’t make me unique and I’m almost positive that there are other stories out there similar to mine. My main purpose in writing this book was to bring awareness to something that surprisingly happens every day. Molestation, rape, sex, drugs, money and prostitution are all things that molded me into the person I am today. I am not my past and I am not a victim. I am a survivor. I am writing this book for every broken person, especially women. I am writing this book for every person who has considered suicide, murder, or has suffered from PTSD. I am writing this book for every person who has had their innocence snatched, every person who has been sexually molested, abused and misused by people who were supposed to protect them. A Silent Scream is for you! Take back yourself. Find your voice! I, Venus Chandler, give you permission to no longer let your past define you. As long as you have a breath in your body and movement in your soul allow yourself to dream and become that person that you always wanted to be.
Increíblemente estabamos caminando sobre el agua. Flotando sobre su superficie. Pensé que era como un mar de lágrimas. Pero no. Era un océano de maravilloso vino. Ahora todo está al alcance de nuestras manos y nuestras bocas. Todo como si estuvíesemos en un bastardo sueño de adoquines bañados de lluvia y reflejos. Solamente ocurre. Y flotamos siempre. Brillamos. Y lo disfrutamos. Estamos vivos...
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I don't know what's up with me, but lately I've been feeling so depressed I can barely find the motivation to get out of bed, or the energy to do anything productive.
I feel fat. I feel lonely. I feel isolated. I feel like I have no purpose. I feel like I want to be alone. I feel like being alone is the worst. I don't even know what I feel.
I have this deep and barely controlled frustration which just simmers below my surface demeanour of calm and collected. I feel like a sanity dam trying to hold back the floods of misery which are about to burst through the cracks.
The worst part is the inability to articulate what I want, what I feel, what I need. I don't know how to help myself because I don't even know what's wrong.
But then - I'll wake up one morning and the sun will be shining and the birds will be singing and my dogs will kiss me hello and I'll feel better and wonder what the hell I was going through.
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I really just want to be the sunshine that pours warmly all over everyone I love. 🥰☀️
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To see the life in pink 🌸
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Looking back on how my fashion style was five years ago, I can’t believe how much fashion has changed in so little time. Globalization allows us to integrate styles from various parts of the world that we’ve become overwhelmed with fashion alternatives and what is ‘on trend’! 💃👠💄👛👓👒🛍
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I swear, I tried really fucking hard.
I tried to get up and walk again.
I tried not to sit there in the corner and cry anymore.
But you were really good at it. You made sure to inject self loathing in my bones so deep that I couldn't come out of it no matter how hard I tried.
I lost everything. My family, my friends, my own soul. I felt like a damn ghost in my own body.
It didn't feel like home. Nothing did.
But then I took to words. I penned down every single emotion on paper and let it fly off in the wind. I started writing like crazy. Like I had to pour everything out or else I'd die. Like it was my only saviour.
I wrote in the hope that someone out there will catch hold of these papers and would send some love back to me via this same wind. After that, whenever I felt wind caressing my cheeks or playing with my hair, I felt loved.
Everything seemed bright now.
I wasn't jumping and dancing and singing but I wasn't drowning anymore.
So i realised that a day will come when your days will be unbearably too long, your nights will be too quiet, and the floor will feel too cold on your skin, and you won’t have any other choice but to pick yourself up, kick your feet up, and rise up again.
Because really, how long will you stay down, waiting, crying, and moping around when you’re the only one who can decide to save yourself?
Please answer me!
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When you're getting to know someone and they automatically show you they're not interested by ignoring your messages or not answering your calls, stop chasing them. Everybody wants reciprocity but if their actions are showing you otherwise, it's time to move on. No point in wasting your time waiting for someone who isn't making the same effort as you. And just to clarify, if you're in a relationship, COMMUNICATE with one another. Let your partner know how you feel and try to work on fixing the problems. But if you end up trying to fix things on your own, it might be time to make a decision on where your relationship is heading. Remember, a relationship is a partnership which means it takes two to work on building the relationship up.