Forgiving the person who does you wrong does not erase the hurt and ongoing repercussions of their actions.
It may be simple to forgive, it is not simple to forget, particularly not when the subconscious forces you to re-live how you felt during those incidents via dreams, flashbacks and flickers of anxiety that slap you in the face from time to time.
Forgive me, perhaps, for my struggle to forget, and for allowing myself to be angry about trespasses that have been made against me.
- On average, about one in four men included in the study said they had raped someone at some point in their lives. One in ten had raped someone who wasn’t their romantic partner.
- The UN survey found that rape between married partners was more prevalent than rape among people who were not in a romantic relationship
- Nearly half of the respondents who said they had raped at least once went on to rape multiple victims. Nearly 23 percent said they had raped two to three people, 12 percent say they had raped four to ten people, and about 4 percent said they had raped more than ten people.
- More than half of the study’s respondents who admitted they had violated someone’s consent were teenagers when they first raped someone. Most sexual crimes recorded in the study occurred when men were between the ages of 15 and 19.
- Among the men who acknowledged they had sexually assaulted someone else, more than 70 percent of them said they did it because of “sexual entitlement.” Forty percent said they were angry or wanted to punish the woman. About half of the men said they did not feel guilty.
- Just 23 percent of the men who said they had raped someone had actually been imprisoned for their crimes.
Pretty sure I’m going to tattoo ‘no.’ on my finger, just as a gentle reminder to myself, and a harsh reminder to anyone who pisses me off, that I need to say it more often.
Sometimes grief comes in waves, in and out like the tide.
It may soak you through at noon, then leave you bewildered and shivering by twilight.
I am drenched in grief, but it has left me. I feel its absence as wholly as I felt its presence in the fleeting moments that it washed over me. I was taken aback, gasping for air that wasn’t there to breathe. I took a mouthful of salty water. It is gone now, but the taste is still in my mouth.
It does not stay long enough for me to learn how to cope with it, how to recover from it.
If I was tossed underwater for more than a few seconds, eventually I would stop panicking, and swim to the surface.
But when I am left spluttering on shore, still in shock from suddenly being consumed then spat out, it is difficult to recover and to know how to deal with how I felt during those brief moments of panic.
I feel similarly to how someone might feel whilst recovering from being under anaesthetic.
Right now, I feel numb, but I know I am hurting.
like tbh i feel like my problem with the “dark and gritty!!” trend in modern stories is this
there’s this idea in our culture that cynicism is realistic? that only children believe in happy endings, that people are ultimately selfish and greedy and seeing with clear eyes means…
Or perhaps to be childish is to see the beauty in things and have faith in humanity and love and have fervour for life - seeing as these tend to be the things we begin to struggle with as we grow older.
Perhaps we need to strive to be more child-like.
I don’t even know what to say, but I am so, so grateful that the people who are in my life, are in my life.
rain tree 018 / アメノキ 018
by Ai Natori
sherif-samy submitted, wow
20 MIN OF MEDITATION
part of my daily process of morning meditation
by Sherif Samy