Trigger Warning: Moderate Discussion of Sexual Abuse I know a lot about being scared. I spent most (or all) of my life living in some form of fear - fear of making people unhappy, fear of doing something wrong, fear of people deciding they didn't love me anymore. Fear that I was going to mess up so badly that no one would want me anymore.
You probably already know that I love writing. I've been writing on this blog for several months, using one of my favorite things in the world to show others that they're not alone. I've been writing in general since I was little, writing my first fanfiction when I was six and my first novel when I was... Continue Reading →
"My brilliance is in my emotiveness." Like I told Draconic Ally in a comment a while back, I thought up this sentence on the same day I came up with the idea for the blog. It was a statement that, I felt, came from the depths of my being. I have always been extremely creative,... Continue Reading →
Stress clings to my mind like rubble to my skin. It is caked on with sweat. My muscles tense beneath it as it sinks its minuscule teeth into my flesh. Anything I touch, even the air makes me cringe away. My mind screams. It's too much, too much. The Stress clings to my mind like... Continue Reading →
My name is Beautiful Blackwater. Physically, I am fifteen years old, but I always feel much older than I really am. Or perhaps I am simply older than my body is. Either way, the thought of a concrete age determined by the number of years I have been on this earth is a foreign one to me.
You Are Not Alone. 