As I was cruising home today I encountered nearly 100 signs with clipped, stark facts about domestic violence, after all it is Domestic Violence Awareness Month (and about 6 other celebration/awareness months...)
I appreciated the educational awareness effort- it is however a highly personal issue bringing back memories of having my golden scales blasted outta my jaw publicly, lightly and psychologically.
So whadid I do? IMAGE SEARCH- and my babylove barbiedoll came up >with a black eye.
As a future Muay Thai boxer this got me thinking... everytime a woman is bruised we assume she was a victim rather than a badass.
I enjoy my bruises because they belong to me, I use this month and every month to distill violence from my body.
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