Constance, here is the deadly reality I live with. This pit-bull is in my room, all the time, straining at its flimsy leash…wanting to snap it and chew me to death.
I am pretty delivered from suicidal ideation, and have been so blessed to be surfing on top of waves of dysphoria rather than swamped by them…
…but bullying, harassment, and other forms of othering and policing…well, they just really destroy your soul in small pieces.
The “best ones” are the ones christians do to you cus “they love you so much”… those are the worst, because the spirit they operate in is the spirit of the dementor, and not of Jesus.
I want you each one to read this…and let it sink in…if you had to go thru this, just for breathing.
And then? If you ever see this going on? Make sure that you raise a ruckus right straight into the bullies’ faces. They are cowards at heart. That is why they attack those without power and privilege and seek to steal even the minute agency we have.
I had a recent experience when someone stood up for me…and I will never EVER forget how I felt when she just stood there fiercely and told someone that what they said was NOT OKAY, and that it was HIGHLY INAPPROPRIATE!
I felt very special, and something else, I felt as if I mattered.
I bet you a million dollars that there are people in her circle who didn’t like what was happening to her, but just never said anything…
…and I bet that they feel like their hands will never not have her blood on them now.
Because this was more than a suicide…this was murder by bully.