When the Devil Dies the Demons Linger on…

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A few days ago my mom sent me a message saying “he passed away”… Since I read that sentence I’ve been in a physically fully functioning emotional coma… I’m going through the motions of life… Working, socialising, going through the daily requirements… but inside..? Inside I’m frozen… I’m dead… I just don’t know how to react…

You see… “he” is the devil who stole my childhood… who, for 6 years, from 3 – 9 years of age, abused me, terrorized me, and threatened my family if I were to say anything… So, I never did… My wings were clipped and I just carried the weight of guilt and shame with me well into my 30s…

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Until I read that sentence “he passed away” I honestly thought I had dealt with it, I thought I had moved on, I truly thought I had healed… And now, here I sit… feeling like I am a little kid again… lost and scared… Add on angry and full of regret…

On some level I wish I had confronted him, my demon, yelled at him for taking away my innocence… for filling me with shame filled self loathing, which in turn led me to 15ish years of self destruction… drugs, promiscuity, suicide attempts… and yet, what good would that do? He wouldn’t have cared… if he apologised… would that make me feel better? Would it, in fact, heal me, give me closure? Probably not, his smirk, his arrogance, it most likely would have killed me…

So, I guess I have a lot more work to do than I had thought… a lot more healing, a lot more coping… I need to find a way to allow forgiveness into my heart… a way to forgive myself and to forgive him… I can’t keep dragging this boulder of hatred around with me… I am better than that… better, stronger, smarter, more beautiful… I just need to allow my wings to be set free…

 

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Warrior Women

As I walk through this world, a seemingly, beaten and worn down woman… A woman who has suffered at the hands of cowardly men who abused her for their own sick sense of power and then turn around and blame her for their actions; men who took from her what should have been hers to give; men who left scars so deep that they will never truly heal… physical scars she sees each and every day that force her to revisit the emotional and spiritual scars from so many years ago…

I oft times wonder “how am I still standing? How do I go on each day with a smile on my face and some semblance of peace in my heart?” These are just a few of the questions that are thrown at me whenever I tell my story…

My only answer is, I do it because of the women who came before me, the brave warriors who fought so courageously, who laid a path for me to fight and conquer my demons, so that I can, somehow, put one foot in front of the other and blaze my own trail of freedom, of strength, of power, of femininity, of kindness, of compassion, of love…

These cowardly men may have taken from me what was only mine to give, but they have not won, for each day I wake up with new sense of determination and focus, to not allow them to break me down… to not allow them to destroy me… but to fill myself up with pride, confidence, beauty, and love…

To those women who went before me, I humbly and sincerely thank you… to those women who walk with me, may our heads always be held high, may we hold each other up when we feel like falling down… to those women who will see the trail left by me and my sisters, may it guide you to a place of strength, power, self-respect, dignity, equality, faith, hope, kindness, compassion and love… and may your trail be one much less volatile than those that walked before you…

Peace 

International Women’s Day, #IWD2014

While I appreciate the sentiments of “Happy International Women’s Day” and all the wonderful men thanking the strong and powerful women in their lives… to me, that is not what International Women’s Day is all about, it’s not Mother’s Day, it’s not Valentine’s Day, it’s not Thanksgiving… 

International Women’s Day is not simply a celebration of women worldwide, it’s a day, yes, just one day out of 365, to recognise our struggles, to bring awareness to how much work we have to accomplish to reach our goal of equality… This year’s theme by the United Nations is “Inspiring Change”… Below are just a few of the changes that are needed for women and girls around the world… 

 

  • It’s about providing free and safe education for all females…
    • There are 600 million girls living in the developing world. Two-thirds of the world’s uneducated children are girls, and two-thirds of the world’s illiterate adults are women.**

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  • It’s about providing Equal Rights for Marginalized Women Workers….
    • Many working women continue to face sex discrimination and other unfair treatment on the job, including sexual harassment and assault, wage theft, unequal pay, and other injustices. Women in male-dominated industries and those who are marginalized by race, poverty, immigration status, and/or sexual orientation often confront multiple barriers to equal opportunity and fair treatment at work. ***

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  • It’s about a woman’s right to make decisions concerning her own body….
    • Pro-choice, the right for a woman to make her own decisions regarding abortions
    • Ending arranged, forced, under-aged marriages; The right to marry who we want, if we want

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  • It’s about ending violence against women…
    • According to a study done by the World Health Organisation, 35% of women worldwide have experienced either physical and/or sexual violence. However, some national studies show that up to 70 per cent of women have experienced physical and/or sexual violence in their lifetime from an intimate partner*

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  • It’s about all females living shame free…
    • Stop victim blaming
    • End rape culture
    • Stop shaming the victims and protecting the attackers
    • Allowing our girls to grow up feeling good about their body image, respecting themselves and being the strong, powerful, beautiful, funny, creative, talented, successful people they were born to be.

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So, this is what International Women’s Day means to me, it’s not only honouring the amazing women in our lives, which we should do every day anyway, but it’s about standing up, both females and males, and taking action, finding solutions. It’s about a world I can show my niece with pride, a world where she and all our sisters are safe, and honoured, and educated and healthy and proud….

 

“So, until all my sisters are free, really, none of us are free…”

 “Equality for women is progress for all” ~ From the United Nations page for IWD

 Here’s hoping to one day not have a need for International Women’s Day…

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 * http://www.unwomen.org/

** http://www.educatinggirlsmatters.org/

*** http://www.equalrights.org/

 

I AM RISING…

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On Thursday February 14th, 2013 I AM RISING… Even if I am Rising alone in my living room dancing my heart out, I am Rising…

 

I am Rising for the 3 year old me who was sexually abused by a “close friend of the family” for 6 years…

 

I am Rising for the 12 year old me who was repeatedly raped by a stranger for hours and hours…

 

I am Rising for the 22 year old me who was in an abusive relationship for one and half years…

 

I am Rising for EVERY woman and child who are victims of domestic violence…

 

I am Rising for EVERY woman and child who are victims of sexual abuse…

 

I am Rising for EVERY woman and child who are victims rape…

 

I am Rising for EVERY woman and child who are victims of oppression…

 

I am Rising in honour of the good, decent men in the world who demand an end to violence against women…

 

I am Rising in hope of a better future for my sisters…

I am Rising in fury over what happens to women and children every second of every day…

I am Rising in the hopes that I can get through one night without checking 10 times if my door is locked…

I am Rising so that women will feel safe walking down the street at night…

 

I am Rising for Freedom…

 

I am Rising for Justice…

 

I am Rising for Peace…

 

I am Rising for you…

 

I am Rising for me…

 

I am Rising…

 

I am Rising in love…

♥ ॐ ♥

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RAPE IS RAPE… Warning, this may not be easy for some of you to read…

This is a week over due and it’s simply because I debated if writing what I felt would help the cause or was it just from my anger… Lately I have been inundated with male politicians telling me what defines rape, what I am allowed and not allowed to do with my body and I am tired of keeping quiet.

RAPE IS RAPE, there is no getting around it, there is no such thing as “Legitimate Rape” and rape is NOT just another form of conception. Dictionary.com defines rape as ‘the unlawful compelling of a person through physical force or duress to have sexual intercourse.” And Webster’s New World Dictionary defines rape as “The crime of having sexual intercourse with a woman forcibly and without her consent”.

I have very few memories of my childhood, but I remember every single second of my rape. I was 12 years old when it happened, I was locked in a pitch dark basement for what seemed like hours and I have no idea if it was one man or several men, but it went on and on and on. I was terrified, confused and told that my family would be killed if I ever said anything, so I went back to school and for years I pretended nothing happened to me. The scars, while not physical, remain with me today. I began to put on weight almost immediately, with the exception of my high school sweetheart, I haven’t had one healthy relationship with any man, during most of my 20s I was a hardcore drug addict and I slept with anyone who showed me the slightest bit of interest and to this day I am so f*cking scare of the dark I panic to the point of temporary insanity if I don’t have some form of light around me. Yep, I’m going to be 41 years old next week and I still have a night light…

If, from my rape, I was left pregnant, 12 years old and pregnant (Thank God I wasn’t) according to the Republicans of the United States, I am meant to have the child… It’s simply “another method of conception”, and “Just the same as pregnancy out of wedlock”. I am left to give birth, raise a child that was conceived out of violence, rage, sickness? How dare they even suggest that be the only way. It’s my body, my choice.

It’s only the last 3 years I have really allowed myself to talk about what happened to me, to confront those demons, and try to find some peace with the whole damned thing… If I’m ever to truly find happiness in my life I need to… (And the only reason I am speaking so bluntly today is I am sickened by what has been happening in the world and nothing is being done…)

So 30 years later I am still fighting a war I didn’t ask for, and didn’t deserve and then to be told that there is a thing such as “Legitimate Rape” offends me to my deepest core. Women and children are being raped every second of every day in every country and so little is done to protect them. So few resources are available that the majority of cases are unreported, and abusers, RAPISTS, go on to rape again. Their victims are left with a silent shame that will follow them to the end of their days.

I implore you, male and female, regardless of your religion, political party, or any other belief system, understand that rape is rape, no means no, and to stand up for the victims, stop the maniacal politicians from taking away a woman’s basic rights… Stop them from speaking and acting (ignorantly) on issues they can’t even begin to understand…  Rape is rape, I’ll say it again and again, until my dying breath, if that is what it will take for the world to wake up… RAPE IS RAPE…