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Animal Rights 

No matter the animal species, all animals should be treated with love, respect, and kindness. 

I don’t care if it’s a snake, frog, or turtle, if I see you hurting an animal I will say how stupid you are. If you go out of your way to harm an innocent animal, that just shows how messed up you are. 

This week I have seen three different people harming animals. First this group of children (3-7) and their parents were gathered around a BABY snake, that couldn’t harm anyone, and we’re stomping on it, kicking it, ect. It infuriated me they the parents didn’t do anything at all. Then there was a group of women throwing sticks and rocks at a lizard, a lizard that was running away from them. Finally, today I was going through the lazy river helping frogs that were stuck in the water, when I came upon this group of ladies splashing, and screaming at a baby frog, so I went right up to the frog and helped it out of the water. The frog was so exhausted from trying to get away from those ladies that when I put it in my hand he just sat there, he didn’t move or freak out and jump away. All he did was sit in my hand. At that moment it broke my heart that people would harm an innocent animal. 

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Good Times With My Abusers 

When people ask me about how my daily life was when I was living with my biological mother and stepfather they are surprised when I don’t say that everyday was a living hell. I also had very good times in their home, from getting new dogs, you on vacation, and just spending time together. 

I had very good times in their home, along with the abuse. It’s an odd mixture I know, but everyday wasn’t horrible, everyday wasn’t hell, everyday I wasn’t abused. 

The abuse same in spirts, I would be beat, assaulted, screamed at, for a while, then it’d stop for a month or so, then the abuse from my stepfather would start again. 

On the other hand, my biological mother was constantly abusive, but only verbally and mentally. I would be told that my biological father hated me, was replacing me, and didn’t love me. She would tell me how horrible of a daughter I was, she would ask me why I wasn’t like my sisters. 

I’ve thought about this question for a while. “Why can’t you be like you sisters?”  After many years, I finally have an answer, I’m not like Ashley are Erica because I refuse to be walked over, I refuse to be taken advantage of, I refuse to be abused, I refuse to be weak. I’ve watched what my biological mothers a bust has done to my sisters, I’ve watched the negative effects it’s had on them, and I do not want that for me or my children in the future. I will not have them know the abusers I know. They will not like that life. 

Confidence 

Confidence is something everyone is capable of showing. Weather you are an 8 year old or an 80 year old, you have the choice to be confident. 

Confidence does not come from getting compliments. Confidence comes from loving yourself, being yourself, and being comfortable with who you are. 

Who cares if someone says you look ugly, says you need to change, question your style? Their opinions don’t matter. Their comments only mean have as much leverage as you give them. Bullies thrive off of getting a reaction, out of hurting you, but you have the choice to allow them to do that. You have the power over yourself. The question simply is, “Is this person important enough? Does this person truly know me?” The answer is most of the time no. They are not important enough, they don’t know you well. 

Every person on this earth was created for a reason. Every single person has a purpose. Find that purpose, work toward it, don’t give up. After all, you’ve already made it this far, you might as well keep going.  

In conclusion, love yourself, pamper yourself, do what every you have to do to better yourself. You ARE loved. You ARW worth it. You WILL keep going. Don’t give people the credit they don’t deserve. 

Staying strong 

I’ve been through a lot in my life, and I always have people ask me, “how did you beat depression,” “How are you so strong,” and, “wow I feel sorry for you.”  To answer these questions I have to tell you guys a quote: “God only gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers.” 

This quote has brought me to where I am today. No, I have not “beat” depression, I battle with it every single day; however, I am not going to give my abusers what they want, they want me to be depressed, feel guilty, feel useless, but I WILL NOT GIVE INTO THEM ANY LONGER. Everyone that’s hurt me in my past always seems to get a small triumph when I’m depressed, and I don’t want that, I don’t want them to have that leverage on me. 

Second, when people ask me how I’m so strong all I think is, “God gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers.” I am strong because of my lord and savior, Jesus Christ. I am strong because he is always here for me, I am strong because I refuse to be weak. I spent numerous years of my life being weak, and I won’t be weak for one more second. 

Third, when people tell me they are sorry for me, it upsets me. I don’t want others to look at me with pity, I don’t want people to baby me because of my past. My past has made me who I am today, and for that I’m more than grateful! If it wasn’t for what happened to me, I wouldn’t be as wise as I am today. I wouldn’t be where I am today I I hadn’t had the past I did. 

In conclusion, I have not “beat” depression, I am strong because that’s the only thing I will be, and I don’t want your pity.  Saying this, I want others to know that I’m proud of what I’ve overcome, I’m proud of my scars, I’m proud because I’m stronger than my past self! 

Publicly Speaking About Rape 

Any form of sexual assault is a very serious subject, and I don’t believe it should be taken lightly. 

If you know some one who has been sexually assaulted, don’t be closed to talking about it because it makes you feel “uncomfortable.” Believe me, if it makes you uncomfortable, they were 1000 times more uncomfortable when it was happening to them. When you refuse to listen and just let them talk you are showing then that they should be ashamed of what happened to them, you are saying they should feel guilty for trying to recover. People will want to talk about it once they are ready. 

I WILL NOT STAY SILENT BECAUSE IT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. YOU BEING SO CLOSED MINDED MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE. 

The haunting truth

Love, love, love this!

Truth lords

It is our belief system, you being afraid of the truth when you know it can hurt you. You seek out this truth, only when you know that its exposition will be to your advantage. Do not look at it as selfish. It is an instinct.

What happens when the exposition of this truth leads to your loss?

You begin to hate the truth, to constantly avoid it, regardless of its purpose. You even go to the extents of weeding out all unwelcome or invasive truths and creating your own truth.

This innate abhorrence that you feel for the truth has led you to rue criticism, whether constructive or destructive. When a person tells you the truth from their own perspective, an instinct in you begins to rule the person out as insignificant, backwards and insensitive. It may eventually lead to hatred.

Try to remember the last person that sat…

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But why shouldn’t she take some responsibility too for the rape?

Originally posted on blue milk:

I am going to assume the person who left this comment on my post Don’t get raped is a man:

When it comes to any kind of crime, I think it is important to make a distinction between blame and responsibility. In all cases all of the blame belongs to the perpetrators. However, in some cases, some of the responsibility can also be put on the victim.

If a man goes alone through an area of the city at night and gets mugged, I would give him none of the blame, but some of the responsibility (He’s not at fault for doing what he did, but it was at least somewhat irresponsible of him to do so).

If a girl gets so completely drunk that she can not take care of herself and she ends up being raped, I would give her none of the blame, but still some of…

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blue milk

I am going to assume the person who left this comment on my post Don’t get raped is a man:

When it comes to any kind of crime, I think it is important to make a distinction between blame and responsibility. In all cases all of the blame belongs to the perpetrators. However, in some cases, some of the responsibility can also be put on the victim.

If a man goes alone through an area of the city at night and gets mugged, I would give him none of the blame, but some of the responsibility (He’s not at fault for doing what he did, but it was at least somewhat irresponsible of him to do so).

If a girl gets so completely drunk that she can not take care of herself and she ends up being raped, I would give her none of the blame, but still some of…

View original post 1,226 more words