this is truth.
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I hope you heal from all the wounds left unaddressed, the words left unspoken, and the apologies that never came. Carrying the weight of pain from those who walked away without acknowledging their impact on your heart is never easy.
You deserve to find peace, even if it means doing so without the closure you hoped for. Forgiving the silence and the absence of accountability is a heavy burden, but I believe healing can begin within you, even without an apology.
As you navigate this journey, remember that your worth is not defined by the actions or regrets of others. Take all the time you need to heal, to reclaim the pieces of yourself that were affected. You are stronger than the pain, and I hope you find the light that lies ahead.
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I love this!
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I found this poem and I could totally relate, maybe you can too. 
Consent Culture
I did not grow up in a consent culture.
I grew up in a slut shaming, reckless behaving, give it away-ing, game playing, self-betraying, super degrading kinda culture.
I did not grow up in the know your wants, speak your needs, strong boundaries, say no with confidence and self-respect, personal strength kinda culture.
I grew up in the “me too”, before everyone had confirmed that it was me and you, and you and you and you, kinda culture.
I grew up in the poked and prodded days, from doctors to strangers to boys in my grade.
The doing it just to do it days,
The, here’s my body, take it ways,
The fake it and never make it days.
No, I did not grow up in a consent culture.
I grew up in the cajoling days, ignoring my “no” days, not knowing there was a fuck yes days.
The give it away so you’ll like me days.
The…if I keep doing this, I’ll eventually learn something about myself days.
I grew up in the lack of self-worth days, the shove it under the rug days and hope it goes away days.
The speaking your needs is needy days,
The saying no will hurt his feelings days,
The easy-going girls are the best days.
No, I definitely did not grow up in a consent culture.
And now I’m in the healing days,
The learning new ways days,
The heart-felt revealing days,
The connecting to my needs days,
The letting go of shame days,
And the, it’s never too late to start days.
I live in a healing culture now, calling all the pieces back home kinda days.
Learning to live in my authentic soulful expression kinda ways.
blessings to all my sisters out there
xoxo eve of grace
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I love that 
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