Tag: survival
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The Letter That Ends the Silence
What do you send when they’ve ignored every polite request, every reminder, every truth? This post delivers the final piece of the Frost Method trilogy: a direct, professional self-advocacy letter built for escalation. Ready to document your demands before silence turns suffocating? Here’s the template that speaks when they refuse to listen
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I Speak Many Languages. Masking Follows Me in ALL of Them
I’m multilingual. But behind each language was a mask—until I found the one that didn’t come with trauma. Turns out, fluency isn’t freedom. Identity is.
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A Childhood of Words, a Lifetime of Silence
For years I thought my constant talking was personality—until I realized it was masking. Now I’m reclaiming silence, expression, and the truth I was never allowed to speak.
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Touch Deprivation & Mental Health: Why It Matters
Something is missing, but it’s hard to name. The absence settles in silence, unnoticed at first, then felt in ways difficult to describe. It changes things—slowly, subtly. The body recognizes it before the mind does, a quiet adjustment to something no longer there. And yet, life moves forward, adapting to what was once familiar but…
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Survival for Fun: Crafting a Life Off the Land (Just Because I Can)
Ever wondered what you’d do if the world fell apart? Dive into my wild, practical, and slightly hilarious take on surviving with pets, bows, hides, and a knack for turning nature into everything from medicine to moccasins. It’s not just a plan—it’s a whole way of life.
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Surviving Medical Negligence: My Story Part 1
A cascade of medical failures left me vulnerable in the most critical moments. A doctor stormed out mid-conversation, essential tests were nearly skipped, and I was discharged while heavily sedated without instructions or a follow-up plan. How could so many safety protocols be ignored? What if I hadn’t known to push back? This isn’t just…
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Friendship Exposes the Danger of a Predator
I trusted a friend with my struggles, seeking connection and understanding. Instead, I uncovered manipulation, dismissal, and danger—the predator hiding behind the mask of friendship. This is a story of betrayal, broken boundaries, and survival—a cautionary tale about friendship turned harmful.
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The Shadows of Exile
In the abyss, light flickers faintly—too weak to pierce the shadows. Blades twist unseen, their silent agony claiming warmth now lost. A cold weight presses deeper, dragging all into the inky blankness. Only the faint howl of the broken remains, defiant, clutching at fragile hope in darkness’s relentless embrace.
Who am I? 