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 transcending nature’s delights, which are fleeting, man tastes of the delicious flavour of his true Being (Svabhaver rasa), of Supreme Delight (Param rasa), then the excruciating anguish of the poison of mere worldly enjoyment is destroyed.
Beyond bodily pleasures, such as eating, sleeping, moving, about and so on, lies Joy Supreme. Don’t you recite,‘Brahmanandam Paramasukhadam,’ ‘Absolute Bliss, Supreme Happiness.’ HE is Happiness Itself, Happiness is His very essence. Earthly happiness has its opposite – sorrow. But where happiness is in its essential form (Ananda Swarupa), unconditioned, there the opposites – joy and misery – find no place; where solely Sva Rasa is, there can be no question of a-rasa, (of the sense of dryness, of emptyness, of the anguish of God’s absence). He is the Fountain of Joy – Joy and Joy alone is His being. A state exists in which there is only Bliss, Beatitude, Supreme Felicity. At your level, joy has its opposite; you speak of the joys of heaven and of the torments of hell. But where Eternal Bliss is, bliss in its own right cannot be expressed, it is entirely beyond words. THERE – what is? What is not? To speak means to float on the surface; what language can express that which is neither floating nor diving deep?
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