#LifeAfterTrauma

[echoesofphilip]

[harmonyhealinghub]

Second Chances Shaina Tranquilino November 3, 2024

Jack had always lived life in the fast lane. He was successful in his career, relentlessly ambitious, and driven by the need to prove himself. Friends, family, the simple joys—they all came second to the next big deal, the next milestone. He’d never stopped to consider what he might miss if he lost it all.

Then, one foggy morning, everything changed.

The memory of the accident was hazy—a car spinning out of control, the crush of metal, the sound of sirens. Jack had spent weeks in the hospital, drifting in and out of consciousness, cocooned in pain and regret. His body was healing, but it was his heart that had changed the most.

During those quiet, sterile nights, he felt something stirring deep within him. Faces he hadn’t thought about in years came to mind, their expressions softened with smiles. He recalled Sunday dinners at his mother’s house, the warmth of his father’s hand on his shoulder, his brother's infectious laugh. He thought of his friend Danny, who had called countless times only to receive a short, hurried response. And he thought of Sarah, the love he’d let slip away because he hadn’t had the time to nurture it.

When he finally went home, everything felt different. The walls of his spacious apartment seemed colder, emptier. It was as though he could see his life in two versions: the one he’d been living, and the one he could have lived had he cared more for the people who had loved him without condition.

The first call he made was to his mom. She answered on the first ring, her voice shaky with relief. They spoke for hours. She told him how she’d prayed for him every night and how, no matter how many times he brushed her off, she’d never stopped hoping he’d come back to them.

Next, he visited Danny, his best friend from college. They met at a small café they used to love. As they sat across from each other, Jack felt the weight of all the canceled plans, all the unreturned messages. But Danny just grinned, his eyes warm. "Took you long enough," he joked, clapping Jack on the shoulder. They talked like no time had passed, picking up where they’d left off. And for the first time in years, Jack laughed—really laughed.

Finally, he reached out to Sarah. She was hesitant, guarded. She had a right to be. But she listened, and he could see the hurt softening as he apologized for the countless times he’d put work before her. They took it slow, meeting a few times for coffee. Jack knew it would take more than a few dates to mend what he’d broken, but he was willing to try.

Over time, Jack found himself savouring the moments he’d once overlooked. Cooking with his mom, a lazy afternoon on his dad’s porch, laughing with Danny over memories of their younger selves, the warmth in Sarah’s eyes as they rebuilt their connection. These were no longer interruptions in his life—they were his life.

The accident had changed Jack. He’d been given a second chance, and he was determined to make it count. Now, each day felt like a gift, each relationship like a blessing. Life was slower, softer, but it was fuller than he had ever dreamed.

And for the first time, Jack felt that he was truly living.

[unitedstatesofworld]

Ailina Tsarnaeva: A Complex Life Under the Spotlight

Ailina Tsarnaeva’s name gained recognition largely due to her connection to the tragic Boston Marathon bombing, with her brothers Dzhokhar and Tamerlan Tsarnaev at the center of the incident. However, there’s more to her story than her family’s dark legacy. Ailina has a complex and often misunderstood background, shaped by her early years in the former Soviet Union and her experiences as an immigrant in the United States. Throughout her life, she has faced personal challenges, legal issues, and the ever-present burden of her family’s notoriety. Despite the intense media scrutiny, Ailina has worked to carve out her own life, balancing her role as a mother and navigating a society quick to judge. Her story is one of resilience in the face of overwhelming obstacles, highlighting her attempts to move beyond her family’s shadow and create a different future for herself and her child.

Let's dive into her life and see how she’s managed to navigate the intense scrutiny that's become a part of her world.

The Early Years of Ailina Tsarnaeva

Ailina Tsarnaeva was born in the former Soviet Union, growing up with her family before they emigrated to the United States. Though much of her early life is cloaked in privacy, we know that her family’s journey was one filled with the challenges of adapting to a new culture, language, and lifestyle. Ailina Tsarnaeva’s upbringing played a significant role in shaping her perspective and connection to family values.

Roots in the Soviet Union: Growing up in a place so different from the U.S., Ailina experienced a mix of cultural influences.

Immigration Challenges: Like many immigrant families, the Tsarnaevas faced obstacles in adjusting to their new country.

Family Bonds: Ailina’s close-knit family connection became even stronger, an element that would define much of her future.

The Tsarnaev Family Legacy

The Tsarnaev family became infamous when Ailina’s brothers, Dzhokhar and Tamerlan, were implicated in the Boston Marathon bombing in 2013. The incident catapulted the family name into the international spotlight, painting a complex picture that would influence Ailina’s life in the years to come. Yet, Ailina herself wasn’t involved in the crime, and she became a symbol of how the family faced the world post-tragedy.

The Siblings’ Bond

Ailina Tsarnaeva shared a close bond with her brothers. However, their actions—and the resulting fallout—left her in a challenging position, caught between loyalty to family and the public backlash.

Ailina’s Struggles with Public Perception

Living under the shadow of her brothers' actions has been one of Ailina's greatest struggles. Despite her efforts to build her own life, she’s often remembered solely for her family’s association with one of the darkest moments in recent U.S. history.

 Ailina’s Own Legal Struggles

Ailina Tsarnaeva has faced her own legal issues over the years, further complicating her life under the spotlight. Several incidents landed her in legal trouble, fueling media stories and public debates.

Fraud Allegations: Ailina faced charges related to fraud, sparking more controversy around her family.

Court Appearances: From restraining orders to allegations of witness intimidation, she’s had her share of courtroom drama.

Public Reactions: Each incident only intensified public perception, creating an image of Ailina that’s often misunderstood.

These legal issues have painted her in a controversial light, but are they a fair representation of her as a person?

 Navigating Life in the Media Spotlight

Imagine constantly being watched and judged based on someone else's actions—pretty rough, right? Ailina Tsarnaeva has lived that reality. Since 2013, she’s faced a public eager to learn every detail about her life, often overshadowing any attempt she makes to move forward.

Constant Media Scrutiny: From her social media posts to her public appearances, Ailina’s life is heavily scrutinized.

Repercussions on Daily Life: It’s challenging for her to build a career or even have a normal social life under this cloud.

Handling the Pressure: Despite everything, Ailina has managed to stay resilient and move on with her life.

Personal Life and Relationships

Like anyone, Ailina Tsarnaeva has a personal life that goes beyond her family’s infamous reputation. Over the years, she’s worked to carve out her own identity. Reports have connected her to various relationships, though details are often scarce or misrepresented in media outlets.

Trying to Maintain Normalcy

Despite the odds, Ailina tries to maintain a sense of normalcy. Friends and acquaintances have described her as someone who values her privacy and desires a peaceful life.

The Impact of Her Brothers’ Legacy on Relationships

One can imagine the difficulties of building relationships with such a family background. Ailina’s personal connections often face scrutiny, affecting her ability to establish lasting bonds.

 Life as a Mother

Ailina Tsarnaeva is also a mother, and this aspect of her life reveals her softer, more nurturing side. Despite the turmoil surrounding her, she has focused on providing a stable life for her child, which speaks volumes about her dedication as a parent.

Parenting in the Public Eye: Being a mother while under public scrutiny can’t be easy, yet Ailina continues to prioritize her child’s well-being.

Shielding Her Child from Controversy: Ailina works to keep her child out of the public eye, attempting to offer a normal upbringing despite the challenges.

The Struggle for Redemption

Ailina Tsarnaeva’s journey is one of redemption, a path she’s still walking. Though society tends to see her through a limited lens, she’s been making moves to create a life beyond the headlines.

Attempts at Moving Forward: Ailina has shown resilience by building a stable life for her child and focusing on personal growth.

Dealing with Societal Judgment: It’s no easy feat to overcome public prejudice, but Ailina is learning to tune out the noise.

 Moving Beyond the Shadow of Her Family

What does the future hold for Ailina Tsarnaeva? Despite the baggage of her past, she’s finding ways to redefine herself. Moving forward, Ailina’s primary focus appears to be on living a low-profile life and focusing on her own journey.

Seeking a Fresh Start: Perhaps Ailina hopes for a future where she’s no longer bound to the image of her family’s dark history.

A Story of Resilience: Her life serves as an example of resilience, showing that people can survive and adapt, even in the harshest circumstances.

Conclusion

Ailina Tsarnaeva’s life is one that defies simple definitions. She’s neither hero nor villain but simply a person who’s faced extraordinary circumstances. Moving on from her family’s tragic past hasn’t been easy, but she’s found ways to cope, evolve, and protect her child. The road ahead may still be challenging, but Ailina’s resilience and desire for privacy suggest that she’s determined to leave her past behind and carve out her own narrative.

In the end, Ailina Tsarnaeva reminds us that people are complex. She deserves the chance to live a life outside of her family’s shadow and to find her own path to peace.

[kolafunmi]

Every loss, every trauma, every heartache kills something in you.

You can only hope, the part that survives is the good part.

[elementalevolutions]

Echoes of Hope: Finding Strength Within

[highemotionscotian]

Mishandled Justice; Putting the Pieces Back Together After Trauma

/First Entry

seemingly endless doom scrolling watching videos online I occasionally stumble upon the side of the world wide web where there's a kind side. Some genuine folk just doin' their best. I have been scared and angry and alone so long I really think I forgot there are kind souls out there, Dearest Reader, I hope you are one of those good people 💙

For a long time I thought I was okay being alone. Lately there's been a overwhelming void and between you and me, I think may be humanity I've been missin'. I know it's more trendy to put this on TicTok, dang I tried however putting myself on camera is uncomfortable in a way I'm not sure yet how to describe, all the same I need to start letting some things out. I would love to be brave enough to share my life with the world like the fabulous content creators that have kept me company over the years but every time I try, I find an excuse not to; my house isn't clean enough. My forehead is too big, my body is too big. I wouldn't be funny enough, I wouldn't be interesting enough. I wouldn't be enough. Would be too much. Heck I even thought I wasn't rich enough to be on Tic Tok. I don't have a nice hair cut or fancy clothes to do one of those 'fit checks' they're dong and the only time my phone rings is a bill collector, what business did I have of sharing my dirty laundry online being in the state I've been in. It's that thinking that has kept me stuck in life.

I don't know who I am anymore. At the risk of sounding too dramatic, it is as if I have awoken from a living, psychological coma unsure of myself or my surroundings. So while I learn who I am and how to get comfortable in front of a camera my relaunch into the realm of social media will start by blogging.

Do I feel like know what I'm doing? Nope! This will be a learning experience with no determined destination or set conclusion. It will be chaotic. Y'all are invited to come along. One joy of writing and throwing it out there, no one has to read it if they don't want to. Unlike a real life conversation, I won't be distracted by your face worried I have said the wrong thing, or said to much, offended or bored you. I am a modern hermit living with complex post traumatic stress disorder and have been experiencing noticeable symptoms akin to ADHD. I am not sure how many times I have tried to 'start over' in life and failed, I've lost count. I have wanted and tried to change but doing it alone isn't working, so here we are now.

I’ve never told my story publicly. Not really. As I attempted put my life back together over and over and take up space in the world I would feel a bit like a fraud. As if it's this big shameful secret I must hide when in reality it's been gagging me getting in the way of speaking and success. I know I could have a beautiful life if I could just get out of my own way, out of my own head, and out of this dang house.

I have to put all the puzzle pieces together, finally get it all out so then maybe I can find peace and put it all behind me. I had posted some details about the events on my Facebook over the years as it all played out. I would share a summary to family and friends and it made a few news headlines, yet so many factors stopped me from sharing the raw truth of it all.

The weight of shame and not wanting to embarrass or hurt my family, I left out so much of what had happened and what I was feeling. When I would try to share how bad things have gotten, the reactions at just a small portion of the whole truth were bad enough I was ashamed of putting it all on tbe table. I had told having my life public would negatively affect my chances of getting a good job, chastised it would ruin my reputation if I cussed or used words like 'rape' or 'sexual assault' online. I still tried, to find strangers commenting on the news stories about my body, my character they knew nothing of, gossip that the evidence was fraudulent and I just wanted attention. After time went by and I had heard the “get over it’s” and the “time to move on’s” I didn't think my story was worthy of telling, to those more than an arms length away I would be fine and move on. Now still, lack of confidence in myself, low self esteem and fear has kept me from living and telling my story in its entirety.

While the fear of being prosecuted for violating a publication ban on my own name had not stopped me from posting on my own Facebook page, it had effectively silenced me from going public. The risk of a $5,000 fine or up to 2 years in custody for telling my story had removed my voice and a piece of healing I didn't know how very badly I needed.

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” - Maya Angelou

I have never really known how to have close friends well. I sometimes wish I had a tribe to be comfortable with. Growing up I was that kid that would secretly cry in the bathrooms when at a friends house. I never understood why I didn't feel like I quite fit in. I’d be apart of a small group, always an introvert, I think I would have liked to have been the emotionally regulated, social sort as an adult where I could have gotten the whole story out already. Perhaps around a bonfire, screaming at the moon, blending tears from sadness and laughing. The last time I was in a social setting that wasn't family was in 2019. It's been lonely. Even years before then I had hid away. In late 2015 I left an abusive relationship and became housebound. Fearful to even venture to my front yard, leaving the bedroom was a daily challenge. Slowly I started to engage in social media, supplementing human connection with strangers on Facebook, where this story will officially begin.

⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️

This blog will cover topics of intimate partner violence, sexual assault, legal misconduct, mental illness and contain corse language. I will make an attempt to censor myself throughout this therapeutic process. Reader’s discretion is strongly advised.

📍Disclaimer

Some names used will be changed for the purposes here. However, all facts of the trial discussed within this saga are public record, and RCMP interactions from the trial and complaints process are documented for verification. All other details are from my own lived experiences, hours of audio recordings, news and magazine articles, emails, and journals.

Now I know a little bit about a lot, but only a lot about a little bit. I will speak about my own experiences as I have lived them and the things I have learned along the way, but I am not an expert in any topic included below. I am such a mess that I hesitate to even call myself an expert in my own life, yet vow to hold to the truth at every step.

Statistic I’d like to share

1 in 3 women in Canada will be sexually assaulted with sexual assault being more common than robbery – Statistics Canada

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There was a blur after I was assaulted when I heard the words “wait here, someone will help you” and part of me has been locked in a psychological waiting room ever since. This is my raw and vulnerable exit speech from that place.Why now?Publication ban laws in Canada prevented me from telling the story how I needed to tell it or attributing my own name to the events that transpired. The journalist who first covered the story, Lindsay Jones, called me ‘Nicole’ and as the trial was ongoing, I was prohibited from speaking about the case in full. I was not aware nor informed a publication ban would be essentially automatically applied restricting my choice to share my story. A publication ban did not prevent the media from using the accused’s full name, personal information and details of the trial, yet the punishment I could face by putting my name to my experiences, or sharing court documents was possible fines of $5,000 and/or up to 2 years in custody. At times I pushed the line of this ban as if daring the courts to charge me so maybe someone with authority would hear my case. I understand and accept by sharing my life I am opening myself up to trolls and keyboard warriors who may believe to know more about my own life than me and will say cruel and hurtful things. I have been threatened, insulated and received messages from other men they would rape me too if they had the chance. Our society is not always kind, this is a fear I shall overcome. This is MY journey to healing. To judge how someone processes trauma or victim blaming says more about their character than anyone else’s. The longer I am alone with the shame, guilt the more I hurt myself and my family. I need to hold space for myself now. Telling my story is how I choose to do that. Please remember when you comment with hatred or cruelty other victims will see it and may not feel safe sharing their own stories, and that’s a gawddamn shame. The story must be whatever length it needs to be to pour it out of my body. It will be long and parts long-winded. I write this for myself as a step in my healing process, you are invited to come along.

In the news they called me ‘Nicole’, that is not my name, but this is my story.

*deep breath*

#ToBeContinued

[sai-sree]

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[oliviacastetter]

I've mentioned it before, and here is the official announcement: my debut work of nonfiction will be released in early 2022. It is book one of my Too Much memoir collection. Writing this book has been a painful, comforting, wounding, healing journey. It's one I didn't plan to take quite yet, and I am also so grateful I did. This journey began in late 2019 when I was editing Finding Annie by Katherine Turner. We became friends, and she recommended I read Beads: A Memoir about Falling Apart and Putting Yourself Back Together Again by Rachael Brooks. As much as Finding Annie prodded wounds I was trying to ignore, Beads comforted me and taught me that those wounds could heal...it just might be a little messy along the way. And I wouldn't trade the mess and tidying-in-progress for anything. Thank you, @kturnerwrites for helping me step onto this journey and @rbrookswriter for guiding my path, even years before we first spoke. And thank you to @the_envirominimalist_dad , @palindrome3033 , @fruitsjt , and Alex for walking alongside me - not just this year as I wrote, but also for the last decade or so as I survived. I love you all. ... #nonfiction #memoir #authorsofinstagram #survivorsspeak #survivorsofinstagram #lifeaftertrauma #metoo #metoomovement #MeTooVoicingMyStory #OliviaCastetter #OliviaTalksAboutConsent #MeTooOliviaCastetter https://www.instagram.com/p/CUxhvyara6w/?utm_medium=tumblr

[alivladimir]

[sicklittleboy]

TW: Self Harm, mental illness, religion

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Dear Journal,

I got my first tattoo yesterday.

It's a light blue pool noodle with the words "Romans 8:37" enscribed inside.

The verse says basically:

"In all things I lean on him in times of turmoil"

I went to the parlor alone, the artist was a kind man in his 30's with many tattoos.

A self described "pothead" who loves his wife and his job as a tattoo artist.

He never told me his name.

The art is on my left forearm.

It's where all my Scars are.

Pale, small, barley noticable.

but I notice them. Everytime I wear short sleeves or go swimming.

I stare at the little white lines raised up off of my skins normal layer.

I couldn't force myself to stop.

I promised my ex I'd never self harm again.

They promised they'd love me forever.

We both broke promises.

I promised my therapist, I couldn't tell her that forcing myself to stay clean stirs up thoughts of ending it all.

A loss of control.

Spiralling.

I got my first tattoo yesterday.

The feeling of the needles piercing my skin reminded me of the razerblades.

The numbness of the nerves was familiar.

The tattoo artist didn't comment on my scars, I'm thankful he didn't.

His wife praised my creativity with my design, she made me smile because my mom still thinks it's ugly.

I can't admit to mom that I'm covering something much worse.

That I'm covering agony cause by the man she choose over me.

The stinging feeling of the healing skin.

It stings, and I feel like I'm in control again.

A promise I will not cut there anymore.

He gave me artwork and I can't destroy it.

I've trapped myself in the loop of promising myself to get better rather than relying on someone else's permanent place in my life.

The stinging of newly created art feels so much better than the shame of bloody lines in my skin.

I still feel the fresh cuts aching quietly and the scabbing reminds me of the scars.

I'm promising myself that I'm trying.

Not that I'm never slip up (I will)

Or that I'll never loose sight of the horizon.

But rather that I can do it.

I'm getting better.

Even if sometimes it gets worse.

Any progress is good progress.

I'm getting better, guys.

I promise it gets better.

Love, mark.

[pokingholes-cptsdwarrior]

So true! #Repost @cptsdsurvivalguide ・・・ 🌥When you realize that the things you’ve been justifying for years or hiding from yourself and others has actually been ABUSE, it can turn your world upside down. Many of us remember when we realized we’d been abused. It can feel like a before and after. Maybe someone on the outside was horrified to hear what we were going through, or we confided in someone and they explained that we were being mistreated. Maybe you saw something online that categorized things you experience as trauma, and you realized what you’ve been through is not okay after all. Once you become aware that you have experienced long term trauma or abuse, your life may feel harder.. You may feel shocked, and desperate to go back to the time before you knew it was abuse. You may grapple with the fact that your abuser IS an abuser for years to come. This is a hard phase in the healing journey that can lead to extreme feelings, intense sadness and fear, and anger at the world. You have just realized you were not kept safe and your needs were not met. Your trust in others may be fundamentally broken. This phase doesn’t last forever. Coming to terms with your trauma is a part of healing. Stay strong and know you are not alone if you are in the first part, the discovery and initial pain. You are not alone and it will get better. • • • • • • #cptsd #complexptsd #complexptsdrecovery #trauma #traumarecovery #ptsd #abuse #lifeafterabuse #lifeaftertrauma #suicidalideations #dissociation #anxiety #mentalhealth #mentalabuse #childabuse #abuseawareness #healingquotes #healingtrauma #cptsdhealing https://www.instagram.com/p/B2mtvXQg4_1/?igshid=1aqefefqlpl7w

[constantly-content]

a new path!

Hello everyone. I realize I have not made a text post in a LONG time. (and by long I mean literally years so I am sorry about that) But I have decided to revamp the blog I’ve had since 2013 and use it as means for healing and sharing my own experiences. I want a venue to be transparent with an audience, in hopes to share the highs and lows of the healing process.

My blog will tackle various topics including: PTSD, Life after sexual assault, panic disorder, therapy, and all things positivity and healing. 

Please give me a follow if you feel you can relate or could benefit from this content. I follow back, in hopes of creating an environment of open and honest communication. 

-Lize

[vitelle]

So… the cat’s out the bag! 😻 Get it?! ”9 Lives”… cat… anyway… I haven’t had a chance to post during this whirlwind of excitement since my show on Saturday! So many miraculous, unbelievable, mind blowing things happened, I don’t even know where to start... The show was just as amazing as ever only this time, after the audience watched how my life has transformed through many trials, they were then able to witness a real life HAPPILY EVER AFTER… an ending that I didn’t even expect! 🤯 As much as I want to write a super long message describing how I feel right now… a picture truly is worth a thousand words… Ok… a few pictures… and video too. 😁🥰❤️🙌🏽 And maybe a couple hashtags…. #GodShowedOut #TheOne #HappilyEverAfter #GodSent #proposal #HeIsMyHusband #GodSaidItIBelieveItThatSettlesIt #WhenYouKnowYouKnow #NoMoreSettling #BoutOurFathersBusiness #WorthTheWait #YallGonnaGetTiredOfUs 😜😍 SWIPE FOR MORE 👉🏽👉🏽👉🏽 . . . . . . #9lives #vitelle #AtlsHottest #Heal1stThenMarry #TrueLove #vetting #trustGod #lifeaftertrauma #goodmendoexist #givinghope https://www.instagram.com/p/CeiyuQhO6m3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[kolafunmi]

Life can be unpredictable and sometimes, it can be downright heartbreaking. But it’s important to remember that even in our darkest moments, there’s still a glimmer of hope. Don’t let the #painfulmoments bring you down. Instead, allow them to give you strength and courage to make a difference in your world. I believe that everyone has the power to change the world for the better if they have enough courage and determination. So never give up on your dreams and find the strength within yourself to face each challenge ahead. . . . . . . . . #lifeafterloss #lifeaftertrauma #trauma #overcomingtrauma #selfreflection #mentalhealth #mentalhealthawareness https://www.instagram.com/p/Co2pl_iOUqs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[perfectlybejmarie]

Music must be the solution for success with a healthy lifestyle to add to your ultimate Breakthroughs in your own life truly desired experience of mind body soul brilliantly brightly having control to know who you help why you help them and WHAT TO BEWARE OF I CHOOSE to not be silent about this and I'm so fortunate that I have been gifted before I was not educated enough to breakthrough my life #mamastyles is saved by the way #successfullysocialmovementmamas #sunshinelife #LifeAfterTrauma #vitalityforlife #manifestingmama No such thing as coincidental but definitely Miracle moments in this space of so much fakery in one instant access to a lot of pain or even more trauma on Social media influence that is just as hurtful thankful for you, I got you! I thought I saw it all but now I have been gifting others to help transform their lives with an Intentional sense of crystal balls sides of reality is that they can cover the best way but it's still available for all of us to find out and share the love to save with love! #MiracleMorning #newmentors 😘💯 #mindfulplayfulgrateful #transformation #creativepreneur #breakthroughs #greatescape #nowmoments not2late💛💯 #unstoppableladies #leadersfirst #coachme #elevateyourlife #attractionmarketing #lawofattractionguide #teachablespirit #marketinglifestyle #wellnessmamas #womenempowerment #daretodreambigger #vitalityforlife #manifestingmama #lifestyleguide #masterpiecemindset I believe that I have been gifted by my own service continuous improvement daily to know how to be what you want fast action plan within your financial freedom intentions Look out but don't worry just yet! I have been through way worse than this but I want to help prevent this from happening for your own inner ambitions to success! #gotoguide #traumatotriumph #claritycoach 💯🎶💥💛 (at Successfully Social Movements) https://www.instagram.com/p/CK9AtYiAc1J/?igshid=1ukrmgltzmydo