An outrageous violation of my sanity has given me the strength to speak about some slanderous activities. If libel is the best thing you can pull out of your sleeve, then here's my response to your vilification. I give you permission, please post this to your social media feed.
I love the smell of thunderstorms. Rain pouring from the sky. I sit here, high anxiety, but why?!
As I was listening to the warm putrid substance rise in her throat and expel into the slab of porcelain in front of her, I was smirking. I hoped her pain was excruciating. I wanted her to suffer, feel just a fraction of agony she put me through. Countless nights my body ached.
Beneath my skin I am not human. I am terrified and weak. I am merely a temple of insecurity and self-doubt. For many years my ego has been marinating in the sludge of hurtful words and physical abuse. Insecurities pushed onto me, insecurities I never asked for. I remember loving myself at one point, waking up without lurking ominous thoughts, and seeing a beautiful reflection stand before me in the mirror. I hope that one day the sludge will erode and my ego will be set free. I will love myself, again. I will beat the monster dwelling in the depths of my mind I know I can and I will.