#child trauma tw

[silvertonguesilverdollar]

@tossedcoin

His jaw falls open, horror in his face. Nothing prepared him for what he's found tucked away in the corner of this room.

Hosea and Dutch had come here to take out a couple of outlaws . A duo who, thus far have been interfering with scores and proving themselves to be quite a nuisance for our curious couple. Hosea has never enjoyed killing for the sake of killing, but these crooks were determined to hunt down Dutch,Hosea and their boys like a desperate pack if wolves.  With Arthur and John, he'd hate to take any chances of being jumped by them.

After the pair of thugs were dealt with, Dutch and Hosea are off to search the place, looking for anything valuable.  Hosea opted to take the rooms upstairs.

'Christ alive...'

The toddler before him must have been so afraid. Compelled he approaches her slowly. 'Hello dear, its okay.' The blonde's words a sweet, like honey. 'You're okay. I won't hurt you.'He soothes, each word punctuated with a delicate step.

[sheldoney]

This is just a perfect example of Sheldon exploding when he has had enough of people fighting around him and is thus triggered by his parents fighting when he was a child.

And really ignore the audience laughing because it is not funny. At least I never thought it was. I always thought of this as sad and just heartbreaking for him.

[kittyfubu]

stuff that didn't make it into my essay

uhm so trigger warnings: child trauma, sharp object, violence, abuse, suicide mention

/ᐢ⑅ᐢ\ ꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ ./づ~ :¨·.·¨: much hugs <33 `·..·‘

If everything is God’s plan, did he also plan the torment and anguish of my innocent yet corrupted soul? Why couldn’t he save me when I begged to be taken back to Heaven where He resides, begged to be put out of my misery?

This starts from the moment we are born and to the day we say our final words, exhale our final breath and return to the soil from which we first came.

Innocent, gullible, and oblivious to the harsh world, I was born on the - to my mom and dad. Granted the title of the second born, I was given life and free will and to mark that, I wailed and cried out to the world to announce my arrival. Before me though, came a stillborn that I had beaten and conquered as the chosen one.

Shaking, I tightly held the knife in my hands and pointed it towards my father. He screamed at me to kill him and his face painted a grisly smile that eerily stared into the deepest levels of my soul. Sometimes, I wonder what I could have done to prevent this or what other options I could’ve chosen to decrease the already burdening amounts of scars from traumas and hopeless moments I encountered as a child. They say children are the hope of our future and must be protected but who was there to protect me when the very people who gave me life painted my surroundings with shades of crimson, altered my view of the world, and almost gave me the reason to end my life short?

I only realized now while writing this essay that I am not defined by a single experience or mistake that I have made in the past, but rather by a collection of the people and memories that I continue to uphold. I am shaped by different perspectives and experiences that collectively define me and help me become who I am.

[lostmf]

[deeeaahh]

[bunnieswithknives]

I love pain and agony

part (2/2): prev

[howlingtothevoid]

I didn't realize your reasons and I didn't know your plans, until I became the same age you were back then and it horrifies me. I wish you had done more so I could prove the world I am right, and I wish you had done nothing to me at all. Isn't it weird how it works?

[pearsfears]

happy mothers day

[girlyteengirl16]

it is what it is (i want to die so bad)

[liberaljane]

Your feelings are valid on too. Special shoutout to all the cycle breakers. 💐

Created with Mother Wound Project

Digital illustration depicting three generations of women with a ribbon linking all of them. The scene includes an elderly Latina woman shrugging, a middle-age Afrolatina woman dodging the ribbon & her daughter cutting the ribbon. Text reads, “pain travels through families until someone is ready to feel it” by Stephi Wagner

[ennaku-sirri-da]

EDIT: I removed the "W"'s because it felt too unnecessary

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K IM DROPPING ONE MORE HC AND NAPPING MY GOD FASTING( FOR RAMZAN) IS MAKING ME SO GODDAMN HUNGY

Plain text: K I'm dropping one more HC AND napping my god fasting( for ramzan) is making me so goddamn hungry

CONSIDER: Putunia also picking up Habit's speech patterns.

I wrote a little something like this a while back actually. I don't want to post the whole thing but here's excerpts. For some context here- Buddy and Rose( me and my friends OCs, a Habitician and a Flower Kid, a dubiously humanlike cat person and a rose-flower nymph. ) can't figure out what Habit is( cryptid, cartoon, evil, misguided, vampire, human?) so they go around asking every Habitican about him. Keep in mind this is an AU so it has NON- CANON elements.

Also TBH everything I've written here doesn't necessarily have to be AU canon because I'm putting it on indefinite pause...so IDK, man. But I still thought it's neat enough to share.

Here's Putunia's take...(not the whole thing, which I won't be posting ) I'll provide plaintext under the cut!

Setting: We've just questioned the punchiest kid around, who is now officially Regaling us around a campfire, her midnight cape blowing as the fire lights her acting-out up in brush strokes of orange, red and yellow against the dark sky.

THE MENACE!!!!

SHHH.

SHOOSH SHUSH. BE VARY QUIET NOW BIG KID AND BIG KITTY WITTY

HE HEARS

ALL

BEEG COTTON FLUFFY EARS

LIKE THE EVIL DRAGON!

IN LEETLE RED RIDING HOOD

"ALLLL THE BETTERRRR TO HEARR YOU WITH MY DEARRRR-IEEE!!!"

GOODNESS GOODERESTNESS!!! WHAT BEEGBEEG HANDS YOU HAVE!

"THE BEEEETTERRRR TO HUGGGG YOU WITHHH MY DEARRR-IEEE!!~~~"

AND

AND!!!

DONT JUMP SCAREDY KITTY!! HEE HEEE!! ITS JUST A STORY!

FLOWER POWER HERO #2 ROSE IS A WEAK LITTLE BABY. MORE BABIE THAN ME. HE CAN'T CARRY YOU!

ANYWAY

*clears throat* HURRUFF-HUR-AHEH-AHEH

OHKAY! SO!

THE MOST SPINE-BURNING, AFFRIGHTENING, CHICKENS WILL EXPLODED, HERRORIZING PART!

AT THE MOMENT

YOU ARE LEAST EXPECTATING

"GRANDMAMMMAAA DEAR!! WHAT SHARRRPPP TEEFS YOU HAVE!"

HE!

JUMPS!!!!

BEEG

BEEG MOUTH OPEN AT YOU

LAUGHING! SNORTING! BWA HA HA HA! SO BRIGHT!

FIRE BALL

BEEG ONE!! WOWWWWW

[ skip excerpt..]

RUN!

HEE HEE. SILL-EE BUTTI. BUDY. BUDDEDY. DONT BE A PUSSYILANIMOUS NOW.

YOU NEED TO BE BRAVE! [...] DONT CRY! NEVER CRY! BE STRONG! GOOD GIRL! GOOD GIRL! COME HERE TO ME! I WIN!!!!!

[ skip excerpt..]

YOU TWO FLOWER HEROES WILL ALSO WIN

WHEN HE SAYING

"ALLLL THE BETTER TO EATTTTT YOU WITH!!!!!!!" SCREAM!!!!! SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

PUTUNIA THE MIDNIGHT PETUNIA KNIGHT ALSO KNOWS ALL! LIKE THE MENACE. BUT SHE IS GOOD. A VERY GOOD LITTLE GIRLIE.

THATS WHAT MAMA MENACE HABIT TOLDEN ME!

HES ALWAYS ALWAYS TELLING ME THAT SOMETIMES I GET BORED AND HIT HIM SOFT THUMP ON HIS SILLY HEAD SO HE STOPS SAY-SAY

SOOOO LONG TIME! ITS HORRIBLE! I LUVER MY MUMMY SO MUCH! BAD! VERY BAD! HES HURTING ALL! YOU! ME! BUDDY!

TALKING YAKKING PUPPET PAPPING BLAPALAPPING SINCE HE STEALED ME AWAY FROM THE BAD PARENTS IN MY SEVENTH FOSTER HOME AT SCARY DARK NIGHT WHEN HE SINGY-SINGY BEAUTIFUL SONG AND I WAS SLEEPY SEEPY ME ZZZZZ......

ZZZZ...

SNORT

HES...A ....MAMA...DRAGON...EVIL.....WARM...WINGS....BEG...BEEG.....

ZZZ

BLOOP.

( She's asleep. )

❤️❤️❤️

( three red hearts divider )

I have a WHOLE THING about Habit and dragons hopefully I'll have the energy later to provide more HSSJK

On a lighter note than this what aboutttt:

:- ) [ Smile emote with straight nose showing Habit ] ----> to :O ) ( Smile emote with big O nose showing Putunia )

Plaintext under the cut!

The Menace!!!!

Shhh.

Shoosh shush. Be vary quiet now big kid and big kitty witty

He hears

All

Beeg cotton fluffy ears

Like the evil dragon!

In leetle red riding hwood

"Allll the betterrrr to hearr you with my dearrrr-ieee!!!"

Goodness gooderestness!!! What beegbeeg hands you have!

"The beeeetterrrr to hugggg you withhh my dearrr-ieee!!~~~"

And

And!!!

Dont jump scaredy kitty!! Hee heee!! Its just a story!

Flower power hero #2 rose is a weak little baby. More babie than me. He can't carry you!

Anyway

*clears throat* hurruff-hur-aheh-aheh

Ohkay! So!

The most spine-burning, affrightening, chickens will exploded, herrorizing part!

At the moment

You are least expectating

"Grandmammmaaa dear!! What sharrrppp teefs you have!"

He!

Jumps!!!!

Beeg

Beeg mouth open at you

Laughing! Snorting! Bwa ha ha ha! So bright!

Fire ball

Beeg one!! Wowwwww

[ skip excerpt..]

Run!

Hee hee. Sill-ee butti. Budy. Buddedy. Dont be a pussyilanimous now.

You need to be brave! [...] dont cry! Never cry! Be strong! Good girl! Good girl! Come here to me! I win!!!!!

[ skip excerpt..]

You two flower heroes will also win

When he saying

"Allll the better to eattttt you with!!!!!!!" scream!!!!! Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!

Putunia the midnight petunia knight also knows all! Like the menace. But she is good. A very good little girlie.

Thats what mama menace habit tolden me!

Hes always always telling me that sometimes I get bored and hit him soft thump on his silly head so he stops say-say

Soooo long time! Its horrible! I luver my mummy so much! Bad! Very bad! Hes hurting all! You! Me! Buddy!

Talking yakking puppet papping blapalapping since he stealed me away from the bad parents in my seventh foster home at scary dark night when he singy-singy beautiful song and I was sleepy seepy me zzzzz......

Zzzz...

Snort

Hes...A ....Mama...Dragon...Evil.....Warm...Wings....Beg...Beeg.....

Zzz

Bloop.

( She's asleep.)

[harmful-tropes]

I have a distinct memory of laying in my bed as a kid and wishing with all my heart that I would get hurt. That I would get into a bad car crash or I'd disappear. So my parents would cry and realize they didn't cherish me enough.

I find it sad that younger me thought she had to get hurt to feel loved.

[sparrow-the-tired-lesbian]

here’s a friendly reminder for survivors of any sort of abuse that

It wasnt your fault

You are strong

You didnt ask for it

No one gets to invalidate your experience

If someone invalidates your experience, you get to dump their ass

[lostmf]

By @hel7l7

[ed-recoverry]

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser(s) were never punished.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser is living a normal life.

Shoutout to everyone whose allegations were immediately dismissed.

Shoutout to everyone reported their abuser to the police and nothing happened.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser was able to get out of significant legal punishment.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser is generally seen as a good person.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser is a “pillar of the community.”

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser has lied about you.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser has framed them.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser threatened them into silence.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser discouraged them from reporting.

Shoutout to everyone who lost friends after reporting and or exposing their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who lost family after reporting and or exposing their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who received backlash for reporting and or exposing their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who has created a rift in their family or friends by reporting or exposing their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who is terrified to tell anyone about their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who never had the opportunity to talk about their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who feels like talking about their abuser is worthless.

Shoutout to everyone whose case was dismissed by the court.

Shoutout to everyone who faced backlash after their abuser was put in jail.

Shoutout to everyone who faced backlash for testifying against their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who still has yet to be believed that they were abused.

Shoutout to everyone who knows their abuser will never be punished.

Shoutout to everyone who knows their abuser will never face backlash.

Shoutout to everyone who knows their story will be dismissed by loved ones.

Shoutout to everyone who spoke out about their abuser, but wasn’t believed until something happened to someone else.

Shoutout to everyone who spoke out about their abuser and wasn’t believed until they seriously harmed you.

Shoutout to everyone who has been mocked for trying to speak out about their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who has faced social repercussions for speaking out or exposing their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone who has suffered financially for speaking out or exposing their abuser.

Shoutout to everyone whose abuser has admitted guilt, but never faced justice.

Shoutout to everyone who knows they were abused and are punished for it.

[pain-is-my-game]

Parents really do traumatize you and then force you to reparent yourself instead of being a capable human being who can contribute to society like a normal person. Sorry I can't get a well paying job right now I'm trying to learn coping mechanisms.