Rape Survivor Autistic Poet ✍️✨️

I am not here to compete with anyone’s perception. I am here because I am still becoming and nothing about that is waiting for approval. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

Not louder. Stronger. Clearer. And I don’t need to announce it for it to be true. I feel it in the way I stand back up even after everything tried to keep me low. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

I do not negotiate my reality with people committed to misunderstanding it. I do not pause my becoming for those still invested in my stillness. There is something in me that does not bend the way it used to. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

There were times I was made to shrink to doubt my own knowing to second-guess what I felt in my own body. That version of me is not leading anymore. Now I move differently. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

It is instinct now. It is backbone. It is breath that refuses to collapse just because something heavy enters the room. Every day I choose myself again not as a statement but as a pattern that cannot be undone. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

I am rising and it is not gentle anymore. It is not something I ask permission for or explain in soft edges so it makes others comfortable. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

Not to judge it. Not to measure it. Just because my direction is forward. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

Growth is not a competition I entered. It is something I am living through with my own breath my own timing my own becoming. And I leave what is not mine where it is. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

I notice when I try to look sideways to check where others are and I return instead to where I am going. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

There is a movement in me now that does not wait for permission or comparison or approval from voices outside my own becoming. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

I am rising. Not in bursts that need announcing, not in ways that ask to be measured against anyone else’s pace. Every day. Every second. Even in the quiet parts no one sees. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

Some narratives don’t need defending they only need to be left untouched by people who were never part of them. And I do exactly that. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

There is a quiet strength in that not explaining myself endlessly not chasing correction not bargaining for basic recognition. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

I just keep my footing in what I know from the inside where no outside interpretation can reach. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

Between being heard and being handled. So I no longer lean in to rooms where my reality is treated like it needs approval to exist. I don’t raise my voice to be believed by those committed to not hearing. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

They gather certainty the way some people gather noise and call it truth. But I have learned the difference between being questioned and being examined without care. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

I don’t argue with distortion anymore I simply step out of its reach. There are people who speak loudly about things they have never lived as if repetition can replace understanding. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

But still the truth remains where it started in the person who lived it in the body that carries it in the voice that refuses to disappear completely. And no one else gets to take that away. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

It is a sad thing when someone’s honesty is treated like an invitation to harm them further. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name

But no amount of noise can undo what was lived. No reinterpretation can erase the truth of a nervous system that remembers what happened even when others choose not to believe it. #vss #bravewrite #vss365 #horrorprompt #name