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Sorry but if you are obcessing over the genitalia of children, you are the same as those that used my little boy body for their pleasure. Let kids be themselves. Let them discover and explore who they are in their own time. Remember, they are constantly bombarded with cis straight inages, videos, and media. If that won’t turn them cis and straight, then trust that reading a book or watching a movie that had LGBTQ+ people in it did not turn the child either. They are born as they are feeling; accept it and cherish them. If you don’t, trust me abusers will. And the child won’t have a say in that at all. I have been there and lived that. Hugs
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our cat thinks my desk is his space also. Hugs























































































I desperately hope the below is a fake. But we have all seen the photos / pictures of her in his lap as a teen, and he himself has talked of wanting to … have sex with her. As an abuse survivor I hope she was not abused, but the reasonable thinking person I am says she clearly was. Hugs

















I met a wonderful intelligent man online years ago on a different blog. I did my normal sign off using hugs, and the person wrote back saying he understood why I did that but could I not do it with him as it caused him emotional / mental discomfort. I replied of course and I really do try to make sure not to do something that would make this grand person uncomfortable. The few times I slipped up and signed off when replying to him, I used hugs I was very appologetic. But he said he understood it was a mistake and not done to harm him so he was able to overlook it. I really value this person’s inclusion in my life and I wouldn’t ever want to disrespect him or anyone else. He has taught me so many important things, and I am glad he told me about how giving him virtual hugs was hurting him.
How ever I want to include that when I was expressing my abuse and crying on the post this person who finds hugs personally harmful gave me hugs to show he cared. How grand! He took the harm to help me. That is a wonderful way of showing you care.
So when I saw this image I immediately thought of him. So thank you, my friend. I did not use your name because I was not sure whether you would want me to. But for the few times I messed up and used the wrong sign off, I send you this to show I think I understand. Best wishes always.

If you have read the recent comments you will notice they have dealt with self-improvement and taking control over ones life. I strongly believe this. I know it can be done because I did it. I had a choice. I could be like my abusers and be what they wanted to make me. Or I could make sure I was never like them in anyway. I chose the second one. I think I made the correct choice. I prefer to help others than hurt them; I don’t need to harm others to make myself feel better. I like being kind and nice. I like lifting others up even if it is just with a hello and a smile. I treat the people I meet in my life as the humans they are with feelings and needs, not just objects to my own goals. Yes, I think I made the right choice. Hugs


















































































I have to get back to responding to comments. But I woke at 2 am all upset. Later when he got up Ron told me I was loudly begging them to take their hands off me, to stop grabbing me, to stop hurting me, and Ron said my voice was very strained, like I was trying to talk while someone had their hands around my throat. I can’t remember doing anything for the first few hours being up. I just watched videos and was in my own thoughts / head. I promise I will get back to comments. But I have to learn to function again while not seeing well, being so tired from not sleeping, and trying to do so much in the house. But I promise I will find a way. Even if I have to cut the cartoon / meme post to only a few days a week. Hugs
















































































































































Not much these days, end up walking in circles around the house. Hugs





























































































































































































































