Rant warning:
Rant warning:
None of my posts EVER incite violence or hate campaigns. EVER. I'll never be as bad as those that harmed me.
Still have days where I feel like a failure.
Still have days where I don't understand this world.
(abusers get away with serious offences and crimes and then there's the other side of the coin where victims are targeted and silenced by police on behalf of corrupt organisations that want to silence the victim about the mistreatment so they can win awards, murderers don't get long in prison and DV victims have to share custody of their kids with their rapists and abusers. The world no longer makes sense to me.)
Still have days where I feel like a burden.
Still have days where I no longer want to be here.
..but I am here.
And I don't care if the system protects abuse, abuse is wrong and if I end up with a criminal record because I was bullied by organisations and forced to stop sharing how they mistreated me under the fake guise of I'm the one that's the abuser when all I ever wanted was an apology, a place to belong and to help my town, then feck it.
Sabotage is all it is.
S a b o t a g e
Think I'll write a song about it and call it S.O.S.
I struggle to get over injustice and if you hate me for it then you're the problem too.
Period.
S. ❤️