I admire you for your honesty and attitude on this subject. It's so true how the victims/survivors have been treated as the one's who have done the wrong and blamed unjustly.
Very few have had compassion towards the woman.
I was 19 , when it was over given the gun that was held on me. The police wanted to charge me for having it. They treated me like dirt and I left before the rape kit came. I went back to work and didn't talk about for decades except to my best friend.
Thanks for understanding...
"[...] over-protected children are more likely to struggle in relationships and
with challenges." This is what happened to me. My mom died when I was 8 and my dad was WAY over-protective and strict. I never experienced being independent. I know my dad loved me, but he never allowed me to fly. Perhaps that is why I love writing!
I'm glad I decided to read this! Thanks for sharing.
Very clever 😁! What really is a horse of another color anyway?! I enjoyed this post, it's unique and not the usual thing. Nice to see another take on expressing one's self.
Write ✍️ on indeed!
When thoughts of mundane matters arise, cut them off. When notions of Buddhism arise, likewise lop them off. In short, destroy all ideas, whether of realization, of Buddhas, or of devils, and all day long pursue the question "What is it that hears this preaching?"
When you have eradicated every conception until only emptiness remains, and then cut through even the emptiness, your mind will burst open and that which hears will manifest itself. Persevere, persevere-never quit halfway-until you reach the point where you feel as though you have risen from the dead.
Only then will you be able to wholly resolve the momentous question "What is it that hears this preaching?"
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