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

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.

This is a book for those of you that may be wondering about all the different Sexualities, Genders, ect. Or maybe just wanna see if I got things right. But also everyone has their own definition. But nevertheless I'm still open to people telling me their opinion/facts on what is right/telling me if I got something right. I just hope that I make something that Ash Hardell would be proud of.

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

"I tried to take a breath, I knew a sound could mean my death, For months I heard his threats, The threats he would do if his needs weren't met, By now I was used to the pain, Deep down I knew I would never be the same, I held on to my mind trying to stay sane, As tears flowed down my face like raindrops mixing with the hurricane "...." He's 55. I'm only 13,what am I supposed to do Do I tell!?.. I feel myself starting to cry, This book is for me to write and for you guys to enjoy So plz read my book and I'm sure you'll be proud @berlinejoseph6😍😛 #breakthesilence

'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 ❤️

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.

Its about heart voices

Oh, so i'm writing something. Enjoy

A soft confession 🌸 about fighting your pride ⚡but choosing love 💖 over silence 🌙

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.

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

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.

SENSITIVE TOPICS AND CONTENT! *includes bullying* *suicidal thoughts* *mature content* Do not read if any of these topics are sensitive to you. This is my story, not from the day I was born, but when things started to get a little fucked up. From a young age I knew i wasn't perfect, but I never expected anything worse then a few cruel words. Well, here I am now, still standing but mentally changed. *If you need someone to talk to or speak about mental health, feel free to message me, i'll make sure to reach out ASAP. YOU ARE NOT ALONE❤️*

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

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

Kalyug Ki Sita Ka Sach The Truth of This Age's Sita Based on true events. Shared with full consent. Names and identifying details have been changed. For every girl who carried something she was never given words for. Based on true events. Shared with full consent. Names and identifying details have been changed.For every girl who carried something she was never given words for.

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!?