This is one of four rituals which had to take place hidden and in silence for safety reasons.

it’s getting better, it’s a lot less painful this week than the last two weeks.
I miss certain things a lot, but I’m starting to somehow accept the situation, and the anger no longer spills over into something that should be reserved for tranquility, confidence, happiness. At this point I’m mostly just sad that I lost something and only goddess knows whether I’ll ever get it back…

stop fighting their fights, little girl.

all they want is to see the beauty within you, the magnificent being which you could be, wasted on pointless senseless fights
in the name of justice, good and morality.
you are better.
you don’t need their approval.
so stop begging.
stop pretending.
and stop beating the shit out of yourself.
not for a world that doesn’t care.
not for a world that will hate your deviance whatever you do.

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Meow.