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I heal out loud
because I suffered
so long in silence
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Kyoko W P
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how do you glow
when everything
is trying to take you down?
When the world blurs
right and wrong
until nothing means anything,
choosing softness
becomes an act of resistance.
Kyoko W P
It’s for anyone who feels deeply in a world that rewards numbness. For those learning how to survive without closing their heart. For readers who want language that doesn’t rush healing, doesn’t polish pain, and doesn’t confuse hardness with strength.
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Kyoko W P
Eight Years ago today
1 year post divorce
My abusive ex husband was still stalking me after leaving him.. he filled my gas tank with FOUR POUNDS of sugar and then slashed all of my tires. Two one day then after I fixed those he came back a few nights later slashed another two.
I was lost in darkness,
but the dark never learned how to keep me.
Some nights try to convince you the story is over.
But survival has a way of whispering back
Some women don’t come from softness—
they come from survival,
and still find a way to bloom.
“Still, They Bloom”
“This last year has definitely been rough but if nothing else I've showed my girls what a survivor looks like and that no matter what struggles you face you can rise above them and keep moving. ❤”
Some wounds don’t live on the skin.
They live underneath it—quiet, invisible, still aching in places no one thinks to look.
Just because you can’t see the scars doesn’t mean they aren’t still healing.
