Breakthesilence Stories

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

Insomnia trigger ⚠️ Death trigger ⚠️ Rape trigger ⚠️ Based on a real life story but was written in a fictionalized mode cuz I'm not given a strict instruction to post the story on Wattpad She's not your typical Lagos girl. Her name is Rhema "Night" Owolabi, born in the slums of Ajegunle but with a voice so powerful it could raise the dead or start a revolution. She disappears at age 14 after a brutal incident no one talks about. When she returns at 20, she's changed: tattooed, cold, singing songs too real for radio. She starts dropping songs exposing pastors, politicians, police brutality, and even sexual abuse in the music industry. Her lyrics are coded, but those who know, know. She becomes viral in the underground, but hated by the powerful. She's hunted, blacklisted, labeled a cultist, called possessed. Her abuse in the church as a child singer A cult group that tried to silence her permanently A female gang that protects her in the streets A young journalist trying to uncover her story who may be in love with her or trying to betray her Her battle with mental health PTSD, rage, depression but music is her only therapy

Oh, so i'm writing something. Enjoy

In a quiet village bound by tradition, sixteen-year-old Amina is promised to a man she's never met-and never wanted. But Amina has her own plans. One night, she vanishes with her best friend Halima, leaving behind everything they've ever known. Armed with nothing but courage and each other, the girls race toward freedom. Until something tears them apart. Alone in an unfamiliar city, Amina is forced to navigate a world she doesn't understand, haunted by the silence that follows Halima's disappearance-and drawn toward a stranger who may hold the key to a new life... or a new kind of danger. What happened to Halima? And how far must Amina run before she's truly free? Run, Amina, Run is a gripping story of escape, sisterhood, and the shadows we carry with us-long after the running ends.

Its about heart voices

This book helps spread awareness about Selective Mutism. Let's help break the silence!

A Journey Through Pain, Hope, and Resilience Every day, millions wake up carrying invisible weights-of sorrow, of fear, of the dreams they once believed in but now doubt. This book is the story of one such soul. A girl who has seen the darkest corners of her own mind, who has stood alone when the world turned its back, and who still found a reason to try... one more time. Through raw emotions and poetic storytelling, One More Time explores the silent battles we fight daily-the unspoken tears, the unseen strength it takes to get out of bed, the quiet moments of choosing yourself over despair. It's not about a grand transformation or a sudden miracle. It's about survival. Persistence. And the belief that even when no one claps for you, even when no one sees your pain-you can still rise. This book is not a solution to your problems. It is a mirror of your pain and a hand on your shoulder saying, "You are not alone." If you've ever felt like giving up, this book is a reminder to try again-not forever, not even for tomorrow. Just... one more time.

I'm Shanna-lesia Stewart a girl that has been bullied for over 2 years. Being bullied is one of the worst possible things. I'm 13 years old now and even tho I don't get bullied anymore it still affects me and I still feel like I was stabbed in the heart and won't recover. So this book is about my ANTIBULLYING EXPERIENCE that I have to write about to release my pain

This is more of a poem. It's about my struggle as an emotional abuse victim and the hardship of starting new relationships and the deeper thoughts in my head. This is a voice for those who cannot speak.

What is #BreakTheSilence, otherwise knows as #BreakTheCursedSilence? Who are #CurseBreakers? Read on to find out!

Poems on various topics, I'm just getting into poetry so sorry if it's messy. All art is done by me.

HEY THERE I MADE THE PT2 OF MY ONE SHOT FAIRY💕💕 SO I HOPE YOU'LL LIKE IT AND DON'T FORGET TO FOLLOW ME 🤭💓💓💓

'Amendment' is a poem inspired by the protests taking place across the globe against racism. May George Floyd along with many others who lost their lives for no good reason finds peace in their after life. May the family of the victims gets courage to trust the world again. So much power to the ones still struggling.... You are perfect and you are loved ❤️

BRUTAL TERRAIN Mental health issues are the most common problem among individuals today. Where people need to come out and ask for help, they choose to stay in because of stigma in the society. Changes need to be made, questions need to be asked. Why mental health a taboo!?

The Silent Echoes Within Me" is an emotionally charged post that delves into the profound difference between hearing and being heard. It speaks of the longing for validation and understanding, particularly in moments of vulnerability. Through heartfelt words, it sheds light on the experience of pouring one's heart out, only to have the words dissipate into the air, and the desire for true empathy and connection. This powerful piece advocates for a world where empathy transcends gender norms, and where every voice is valued and cherished. It is a heartfelt plea to break the silence and embrace the power of being heard.

It is true that, at the same moment as this strange inhibition affects me, I know that such self- chastisement is stupid and pointless. I know there is no sense in denying myself a pleasure because it is denied to others, forbidding myself enjoyment because someone else is unhappy. I know that, in every second when we are laughing and cracking silly jokes ,somewhere or the other human being is breathing stertorously on his deathbed, I know that misery lies hidden behind thousands of windows and men and women go hungry, that there are hospitals, stone quarries and coal mines, that countless drudges work themselves to the bone in factories and offices, countless prisoners do forced labour at every hour of the day, and it does none of them any good in their hour of need for another man to torment himself for no good reason. I realise that if you were to begin thinking in detail of all the misery present in the world at one and the same time, you would never be able to sleep, and all laughter would die in your throat. But theoretical, imagined suffering is not what distress a man and destroys his peace of mind. Only what you have seen with pitying eyes can really shake you.

In a society obsessed with speed and superficiality, men are often coerced into a relentless chase, leaving little room for genuine depth. We speak of peace, yet we rarely tell men the truth about its nature. It is not the tranquil retreat from noise and drama that popular culture portrays. True peace, for a man, begins not with quietude, but with a profound, often agonizing, internal war-a battle for balance between the relentless drive for improvement and the intrusive thoughts that conspire against it. It is about settling the conflicts within, not merely escaping external skirmishes. A note on this journey: I am not certified or professionally trained in mental health. The insights and observations presented in this book are purely my own, born from years of shared conversations with men from all walks of life, alongside my own deeply personal experiences and reflections. My hope is that this perspective brings a unique form of enlightenment and reassurance - a testament to the ongoing work we all have to do, and a gentle whisper that the peace we often seek is not quite what we think it is.

A poem full of emotions