This is a forum for releasing the demons, the pain inside. For survivors of abuses of all sorts. For those suffering from depression, disorders, and loneliness. This is a place for those who are lost to come together and make the darkness a little less empty.
We are not trained counselors, just people here to listen and relate.
Warning: Some of the posts in this group may contain sexual content and/or descriptions of abuse, and may cause trigger effects. If you feel your post may be sensitive to others, please add -Trigger- to the subject line.
[This community has very few rules.] 1 - Tolerate others. Do not come to this group and attempt to make fun of; bash; or otherwise disparage the people in it, or their problems. You'll be booted.
2 - No spamming. Occasional posting of a personal website or community is fine. Posting sites that sell products is not. This is not an advertisement company; it is a community of people going through difficult times.
3 - A trigger warning and lj-cut on possibly triggering posts would be nice, but if you forget you won't be banned for it.
[Spook's personal note] Anyone who knows me also knows that i'm an abuse survivor. Like a lot of people out in the world, I survived, but it still haunts and hurts me to this day.
Sometimes the darkness seems endless. And sometimes when I stretch out my hand to grasp for something to hold on to, I feel like there's nothing there to catch me, and that i'm going to fall forever.
That's hopefully going to be the purpose of this thing. Some sort of proverbial hand. Some sort of support.
Something to make the darkness a litle less empty.
We're all hungry ghosts. We all search for acceptance. Guess the first step is accepting ourselves. And sometimes, with a little help, that's possible.
It's time to break the silence.
[/end Spook's personal note]
Real english is appreciated. Netspeak is the devil.