No longer willing to be the elephant 🐘 in the room.

No longer am I willing to be the elephant in the room.

Those, who have been there and are there, know exactly what I mean.

As for the rest, I am no longer allowing myself to be fed 🥜 peanuts in order to protect those who should have protected me.

I remained silent, to protect them.

I remained silent, to protect him.

I remained silent, to my detriment.

I remain silent, no more.

Silently, I have been cutting up this elephant alone. I told myself what is the use, after all these years, to share that which fundamentally changed my life.

Yet, those things did NOT fundamentally change ME. THOSE things happened. To me. Never should have. THOSE things happened. I overcame them. With, God. With, Life. With, me. With, one of my sisters. With, a second sister. With, one trusted friend, a tiny bit.

What were those things, beloveds? Those that know, knows. That is enough, for now.

Now, I say to you:

Life is short. It is time, beloveds, for you to share the elephant you have cutting up, alone. You are not alone. Oftentimes, there is a sacrificial lamb, in the family, who is silently chosen to bear the brunt of family ugliness. Excuses are made about this one or that one in order for the rest of the family to walk amongst the elephants of violence, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, mental illness, over-eating, verbal abuse and all manner of things that have remained hidden everywhere.

Churches, allow these elephants to roam, freely. Friends, allow these elephants to roam, silently. Society, allow these elephants to roam, trying to cover them in diamonds, 💍 jewelry and fancy houses.

It is enough!

I am no longer willing to be an elephant in the room.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It is enough. 😥❤️❤️‍🩹🙏

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