@user364506108: حقق أهدافك بسهولة

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The sad reality is that we survive so much from being “loved” by the wrong people. We tolerate things we’d never accept for our children or our friends.  We lose ourselves, our dignity, our self respect, we lose our reputations, sometimes we lose our jobs and even our homes, and we lose our ability to see ourselves in the same way again.  It’s sometimes a brutal and necessary process of pain and healing needed to allow the luxury of rebuilding our lives and our understanding of who we truly are and to finally believe in what we already were before the damage kicked our asses.    It’s not for the weak at heart nor for those who still believe that they somehow are to blame for the abuse.   It’s for when you finally get over the oppression and from under the weight of the world of ignorance in saying if you’d had boundaries and stopped being so forgiving blah, fucking blah, blah.   We’ve been through a hell most couldn’t possibly survive.  So, fuck their opinions and fuck them looking down on us as if we were in anyway the ones to blame for being kind and loving and understanding.  We are not responsible for our abuses.   My hope is one day I won’t be as hard as I am right now, but maybe not. Maybe this no frills, no bull shit exterior is the very thing I am told was missing in the first place.   Or maybe the world has forever changed my very core through the lack of compassion and kindness victims of other abuse receive every single day.   Who knows.  I don’t know everything, some days I know less.    But I do know that YOU did not break me.  Being left to drown in the sea of lies and betrayal did not sink me.  Left to stand completely alone did not isolate me from everyone.  Because in the end, who stood beside me, the person who fought for me over and over again even when I wanted to give up?  That’s who built me!  I became a warrior and my truth is the only one that matters in the end. You know what you did.  I know what you did.  God knows what you did.  You don’t get a fucking pass from me or from God because you’ve been through so much. What you will get however, is the very thing you tried desperately to destroy in scorching the very earth I walked on.  You’ll get the truth you buried in my remains.  The pieces of me you thought you would destroy are not gone, they’re just rearranged to help me build the bad ass I’ve become.   Thanks for the suggestions but I think I’m gonna take it from here.  Asshole!
The sad reality is that we survive so much from being “loved” by the wrong people. We tolerate things we’d never accept for our children or our friends. We lose ourselves, our dignity, our self respect, we lose our reputations, sometimes we lose our jobs and even our homes, and we lose our ability to see ourselves in the same way again. It’s sometimes a brutal and necessary process of pain and healing needed to allow the luxury of rebuilding our lives and our understanding of who we truly are and to finally believe in what we already were before the damage kicked our asses. It’s not for the weak at heart nor for those who still believe that they somehow are to blame for the abuse. It’s for when you finally get over the oppression and from under the weight of the world of ignorance in saying if you’d had boundaries and stopped being so forgiving blah, fucking blah, blah. We’ve been through a hell most couldn’t possibly survive. So, fuck their opinions and fuck them looking down on us as if we were in anyway the ones to blame for being kind and loving and understanding. We are not responsible for our abuses. My hope is one day I won’t be as hard as I am right now, but maybe not. Maybe this no frills, no bull shit exterior is the very thing I am told was missing in the first place. Or maybe the world has forever changed my very core through the lack of compassion and kindness victims of other abuse receive every single day. Who knows. I don’t know everything, some days I know less. But I do know that YOU did not break me. Being left to drown in the sea of lies and betrayal did not sink me. Left to stand completely alone did not isolate me from everyone. Because in the end, who stood beside me, the person who fought for me over and over again even when I wanted to give up? That’s who built me! I became a warrior and my truth is the only one that matters in the end. You know what you did. I know what you did. God knows what you did. You don’t get a fucking pass from me or from God because you’ve been through so much. What you will get however, is the very thing you tried desperately to destroy in scorching the very earth I walked on. You’ll get the truth you buried in my remains. The pieces of me you thought you would destroy are not gone, they’re just rearranged to help me build the bad ass I’ve become. Thanks for the suggestions but I think I’m gonna take it from here. Asshole!

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