Saawareness Stories

This book contains words written by a pain infused hand. The screams of my youth that never came out, are finally here. TW: Contains elements of sexual/verbal/physical/emotional abuse that may be depressing to some users.

this isn't just an awareness poem This is a poem about surviving abuse. Not the kind that hides in the dark-but the kind that walks free in daylight, protected by silence and dressed in trust. It's about the monsters no one warns you about. The ones with names. With hands. With power. The ones who left fingerprints on my skin and guilt in my chest. It's about being a child, and not being believed. About growing up in a world that blames the victim and shelters the abuser. It's about shame, survival, silence-and finally, rage. If you've ever been told to hush when you needed to scream, this is for you. this is for us.

A story set in the 1980s, following the life of a teen. Maxim had a rough life and was then welcomed by the warmth of aunt Jenna's arms, his mother's single sister, who took custody over him in court. He was knows for being a closed off and really quiet kid, which peaked Mandy's interest into making fun of him, one of them especially, has been quite dedicated for years. He'll learn to open up and let himself be vulnerable, to let himself experience what it feels like to be deeply loved, even if it wasn't from someone he had expected...which will make it harder to crack open. What sounds like a teenage sap drama, his story is actually written to inspire and comfort the others alike, and maybe it could open someone's eyes.

With this new y/n slander trend i noticed y/n was kinda a victim so i decided to write a story about it, first few chapters will be the average corny y/n x ceo story with the narrator sometimes saying a few out of place things/going on rants. My first work im committing to. Please give advice. Will crosspost on ao3 once i work the tags thingy

Any gender, any age, male or female, young or old, SA happens all the time. My names Kai, I'm a COCSA victim, and that exactly what we're going to be discussing today. The children who happen to also get SA'd by other children. Keep in mind, no type of SA is 'good' or 'justified'. No, it doesn't matter what they were wearing or where they were. It was NOT the victim's fault.

poem about being used by many guys. some against my will and others just used and sad about it

Kaylyn George was happy once. Her social life was perfect in her eyes. Unfortunately, not all stories have happy endings, and she ends up suffering from the pain that came with her losing all her friends.

while with Gemini, it wasn't the best, being alone with Pollux specifically, maybe when rez tried to recruit him and he joined, it was an escape, an escape from something he can't speak up about since the leader of astrals wouldn't do anything, because she's emotionless, but he didn't want to hurt earth... he didn't want to hurt his sister... he just wanted to escape 𝘩𝘦𝘳 ~~~ an angst fic where lunar is recovering from SA- because we put our trauma on our favorite characters to help cope- there won't be explicit descriptions but there would be mentions of SA and gRAPE, also it would put into account about how lunar and his family doesn't have rights, and I don't own the sun and moon show and the characters are not canon (also castor isn't in on it, he doesn't know)

"Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable" Cesar A. Cruz Hey! This is a space for me to vent and heal, and I hope you can find this words as a safe space to be understood or to share those thoughts we don't always have words to express. There will be raw topics and some of them might be triggering (I'll place a "TW" on those poems), still, I hope you can find this as a safe space. [English it's not my first language, therefore, there could be misspellings and misuse of words]

A man at the age of 25 whose name is Oswald is slowly descending into madness. therapy and meditation cost money, something that he doesn't have much of. how will he fair in this cruel world..?

A poem about getting revenge on my abuser.

April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. Now, I know many of you are probably thinking about turning away right now. But please don't. Read through this blurb and give this a chance. In this, I am going to be posting short stories, poetry, quotes, statistics, and maybe a few testimonials, to spread the word about rape. It happens, and it isn't pretty. Maybe you want to look away and pretend it doesn't happen, or that it could never happen to you. But it won't change it. Rape is real, and rape is hell. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to help me spread the word, BREAK THE SILENCE, and STOP THE SHAME. #BREAKTHESILENCE #STOPtheSHAME #SAawareness

Thistle and Nao, immortal siblings who were originally employed by their adoptive father, end up having to travel through universe after universe, searching for one out of the millions of hundreds of millions that exist, hoping to find one where their adopted father's death wasn't true and are able to make a new one where he's alive and immortal with them from that. After meeting people, monsters, creatures and being after being, they end up befriending 2 others along with a secret 'something' that makes their journey far more difficult... (BTW THE DRAWING IS NAO (lil sis) AND THISTLE (big bro) WHEN IT WAS NEW YEARS AND I WAS LISTENING TO YIN AND YANG BY TALLY HALL)

about my trauma but people could relate

Everyone has a version of what really happened and who's to blame. This one's hers. This is not a love story.