Keep Your F**king Mouth Shut (and other expressions of affection)

REBLOG: Selena of “Cooking With Klonopin” Shares this personal account of domestic abuse. A resource is listed below.

Cooking with Klonopin

My silence means I am tired of fighting and now there is nothing left to fight for. My silence means I am tired of explaining my feelings to you but now I don’t have the energy to explain them anymore. My silence means I have adapted to the changes in my life and I don’t want to complain. My silence means I am on a self healing process and I am trying to forget everything I ever wanted from you. My silence means I am just trying to move on gracefully with all my dignity.

-Aarti Khurana

There are a lot of things we are not supposed to talk about. Things that we are supposed to keep secret or just not air out. There are things that are embarrassing to ourselves or others and there are things that would cause real hurt or create all sorts of inconveniences if we…

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