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Would somebody explain?

the reasons for all this nastiness?

People belittling others, why?

Would somebody explain why women are supposed to have no sins, be better behaved than saints in order to make a complaint?

I’m talking in general. Pity those who have been abused for if they do want justice they will go through another hell, having to defend their own reputations and behaviour.

To all who are quick to judge, have you never lied? People who have never suffered abuse cannot begin to understand.

I do not know the ins and outs of various cases. All I can say is I feel compassion for all victims.

Don’t get raped (via blue milk)

Brisbane CBD and the Story Bridge, Brisbane QLD.

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From Amelia Bentley’s article in the brisbane times (my use of bold in the excerpt below): A 17-year-old girl’s drunken night out at Brisbane club Friday’s led to her alleged violation and rape by two men, one of whom would later tell police he believed she had consented to sex because “she didn’t say no … she didn’t do anything”. And then… In the bedroom, the girl had consensual sex with a man and after he left the bedroom she saw three men … Read More

via blue milk

I’m a woman on the verge

Women on the Verge is a wonderful community of women, not afraid to speak their minds, coming from all walks of life and spread over the world. All wonderful women with stories to tell, experiences to share and most of all very supportive of each other.

It is an honour to be part of this wonderful community. I’d never joined one before but I’m glad I was introduced to WOTV. Wish I had more time to chat to all of them and in particular  Ana, it’s been a funny year, so much happening !I created my first post on their site, never realising how much I’d love it and how liberating it would be.

I’ve always found writing a good way to exorcise pain. As a novelist I write fiction, although there’s a little piece in me in everything I write and I don’t mean the blood, sweat and tears…Writing blogs posts on WOTV prompted me to start my own blog. Sharing experiences and pain lightened my soul and it’s amazing the response you get when you opened to people.

I’ve often been in tears because of it. Even if you only help one person by writing about abuse, heartache, grief… it’s a blessing. We all have a voice and experiences to share, it’s a powerful and amazing way to help each others.Long live women on the verge!
So go have a look :

http://www.womenontheverge.net/

When food is no longer food…

When food is used for comfort, to numb your feelings, the emptiness inside of you or the rage firing  you up.

When you no longer eat because you want to disappear, you no longer want to be seen.You want to stop the hurting and escape the perverts.

When you don’t know any better or don’t care, because eating junk is much easier , only to find you can never satisfy this hunger for fast food, you always want more of it.

When you spiral out of control and it’s so hard to rid yourself of all the emotional problems that pushed you into anorexia / bulimia.

When you become so ill, eating becomes yet another challenge.

So many reasons why food no longer is about eating and becomes the focus of your problems, masking the real issues.

Food for thought

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