Abusers, abusers, abusers...
Yes, we have a system here to report and file complaints against abuse and abusers. ...But what about the subtle forms of abuse that don't involve direct verbal attacks?
What if someone isn't outright abusing you, yet still manages to get under your skin—just by repeatedly calling you "AKKA".in a way that feels intrusive or mocking?
It’s frustrating when such behavior goes unnoticed or unaddressed, leaving you feeling disrespected and powerless.
Abuse isn’t always loud; sometimes, it’s hidden in the smallest, seemingly harmless gestures that erode your peace.
Who on earth gave him the right to wish for my death? Yes, many people hate me, and I dislike a few as well, but I’ve never been bothered by their statements or made any comments to trouble them.
For the first and last time, I cursed him—from the depths of my heart—because I felt utterly "helpless" . No one was stopping him, and to make it worse, he had the full support of his close-knit circle. I even tried extending a friendly hand, speaking with him, and trusting him. I thought his behavior stemmed from some deep insecurity and believed he needed help. But no, I was wrong—completely wrong. Some people 'never change.' The words he used against me, after all the good times we shared, were both horrible and insane.
Of course, like any group, even Zozo thrives when you have a support system. Unfortunately, I don’t have one and have stopped expecting anything from anyone.
But what I heard is true?!
I celebrate today as Diwali. This is my Diwali.
A TRUE DIWALI..
Yes, we have a system here to report and file complaints against abuse and abusers. ...But what about the subtle forms of abuse that don't involve direct verbal attacks?
What if someone isn't outright abusing you, yet still manages to get under your skin—just by repeatedly calling you "AKKA".in a way that feels intrusive or mocking?
It’s frustrating when such behavior goes unnoticed or unaddressed, leaving you feeling disrespected and powerless.
Abuse isn’t always loud; sometimes, it’s hidden in the smallest, seemingly harmless gestures that erode your peace.
Who on earth gave him the right to wish for my death? Yes, many people hate me, and I dislike a few as well, but I’ve never been bothered by their statements or made any comments to trouble them.
For the first and last time, I cursed him—from the depths of my heart—because I felt utterly "helpless" . No one was stopping him, and to make it worse, he had the full support of his close-knit circle. I even tried extending a friendly hand, speaking with him, and trusting him. I thought his behavior stemmed from some deep insecurity and believed he needed help. But no, I was wrong—completely wrong. Some people 'never change.' The words he used against me, after all the good times we shared, were both horrible and insane.
Of course, like any group, even Zozo thrives when you have a support system. Unfortunately, I don’t have one and have stopped expecting anything from anyone.
But what I heard is true?!
I celebrate today as Diwali. This is my Diwali.
A TRUE DIWALI..
I'm there for u
