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Hurt people hurt people and they sometimes do not know it.

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The truth is hurt people hurt people.

Have you ever wondered why?
Perhaps we should try and understand if we contributed to the hurt that these people are unleashing.

Understand this loves, If you personally hurt someone and it was intentionally or unintentionally they have the right to how they feel.

If you truly love them you will be willing to listen to understand without being defensive, If we can start living with understanding instead of judgement perhaps we can acknowledge that we are all suffering and trying to do the best we can.

If you didn’t have any hand in hurting them perhaps show a little grace and realize they may not know a better way exists.

Kindness matters to yourself and others.
It helps to heal hearts, then we can find who we truly are under all the pain we’ve endured. It’s time we do better together educate each other. Hold all as accountable as you hold yourself.
🕊🤍♾~ Tami Irizarry
We can change this world together!

Remember I am my own healer.

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So while I spent this early morning revisiting the past. It is now 8:00am and the birds are chirping. it is a beautiful day to be alive!

The one thing I have learned is that I am the one who chooses how I experience this life and I choose to be happy. Too much of my life has been controlled by the actions of others. I won’t allow that again, it is my life and I live it for me.

I guess I am telling you this to help remind you, no matter how bad the past is, how dark the depression there is hope. When it gets bad put your hand over your feel it beating and know my love you are a work of art! I love you all.

Hold on change is coming although it hurts to grow, its necessary. We deserve love, peace and happiness. Freedom from all the shackles that have held us back.

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I woke up in tears. People make me laugh.. It’s not tears of joy!

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Today depression came back full force. It’s 4:48 am I’ve been up since 3 as usual.

I’m trying to understand why it’s hitting so hard as if it’s really hard to understand that reliving the trauma of the past will also bring up pain and I will be easily triggered.

People are the topic of the conversation today. Fucking people, sorry not sorry, people are the worst. Me included trust me as much as I am love and light, I am equally fast and furious if you intentionally try to play with me.

I see the things you do before you do them, most people are simply going in circles like ants with a chalk outline.

People please don’t be afraid to think outside of the box of social expectations and conditioning. This is your personal life, when are you going to live it as you wish?

Instead, many continue repeating the motions of what they were taught and never wonder what the hell we’re doing here. The amount of predictability is insane.

So let me say open your mind, ignorance is no excuse. You deserve to live a life of love and peace. It can never happen if you are a life boat to everyone drowning around you.

If you didn’t know I’m about to tell you. You are welcome!!

Energy and Time are more valuable then money.

No one owes you a thing so if they share themselves with you appreciate them.

Say what you mean, mean what you say.

Talk only truth.

Don’t say it if you’re not going to do it.

Words are powerful.

You can’t change the meaning of the word because you don’t like it.

Just because you want to be right doesn’t mean you’re right.

Facts over emotions will save you everytime.

Individual pain and trauma is no competition.

Honor your obligations.

Healing truly begins when you stop allowing people to treat you like shit while your being nice to them.

Stop being nice and let’s start being real with each other!

By being nice we’re only allowing shitty behavior to continue.

Please have basic decency.

Kindness is natural so be kind yes but never fake and to me, if I have to tell you to be nice it means that you no longer feel the need to be nice and I trust you with you so.. YOLO

Common sense is sadly not common.

It should be.

Communication is key.

Ask for clarity before you assume.

Not everyone is your friend. Seriously most only want something from you as long as it’s equal give and take there are no issues. When it’s one sided reevaluate.

If they ignore you but you are there for them regardless of your personal situation… Pull back.

How are you going to give all you are to someone else just for it to be take for granted or disregarded? Stop giving it away.

Turn the attention and focus back on yourself. Isn’t it time you live a life you love?

I thought this would make me feel better and while I’m less frustrated.. Oh no it’s back. The frustration is back.

I’m sitting here and I want to scream what the fuck is wrong with this world!!!!

Why do I feel like this you ask??

Here is the truth alot of people suck. So I’m done being nice.

Nice is for suckers!!!

Think about it. If I have ever told someone to be nice its because they’re about to pop off and tell someone about themselves in a very real and blunt way.

The world now needs the cold hard truth I’m done being nice.

Follow me here for a minute before you judge.

Think about it someone does something to you, when you have had enough and want to confront the person you’re told to be nice. What about the person who is causing the issues?

We need to be considerate and factual.

Fuck being nice.

Speak your truth. Hold yourself to the same standards and accountability as you hold others. Check yourself and make sure you’re living right before checking anyone else.

Do whats right for you!

Thank you for coming to my Tami talk!!

Statement of intent. Speaking the truth of the pain of the past to change the future.

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I was molested as a child by multiple people but one, in particular, was constant from ages beginning around 5 lasting until I was 14 years old. This was my maternal aunt’s husband who molested me. I don’t believe charges were ever brought forward. However the following year I attempted suicide because the family had found out and people treated me as a problem and my life went on a decline. Now as a 43-year-old woman with children of her own. I cannot sit here knowing my predator was never brought to justice and may be out there destroying other innocent children. I now understand the full impact of what childhood abuse and molestation create in a child. I cannot live in peace without bringing light to it. The truth is abuse has damaging effects regardless of whether you wish to acknowledge it or not. Until we can speak about it honestly and understand it’s why so many of us struggle. How can we ever hope to change it for those still suffering, simply because it’s not anyone’s problem? Isn’t it all of our responsibility to do the right thing for every child? Those who survived the trauma were blamed and misunderstood, we were made to hang our heads silently while pretending that it wasn’t killing us slowly. We had people hurt us, blame us, accuse us and then walk away and tell us it was our fault we became too much to invest in anymore. It may sound harsh but it’s the reality, what they didn’t take a moment to consider was how it was for us, how we had no concept of reality since everyone was manipulating our minds to use us to get what they wanted. We were mere objects for desire or pleasure a nice release from the stress of life for the adults in our lives. The roles I played were many… they enjoyed me for sexual gratification. I was used for stress relief in the physical form sometimes you just have to beat something up, a punching bag may have been too expensive. Emotional and mental torment was always fun. Psychological warfare was another childhood home regular as well as destruction of self-worth. Neglect we can’t forget that and the point is that here we are not learning not doing better not understanding that all the reasons I became a problem, was because of what was done to me. Why could no one be open to the perspective of a child who was abused and manipulated in every way? Those I needed the most abandoned me and I still don’t know why. I was highly overmedicated my entire adult life until 40 and on heavy narcotics and mind-altering substances to control my major depression disorder, my bipolar disorder, my agoraphobia, my suicidal past, my cutting, my overeating to compensate for the lack of love and support in my life. My mania, my coming out as a lesbian, my bad choices all became the only things you saw when you looked at me so you stopped looking and walked away. I still reach out but I can’t control the stories you believe nor do I wish to. However, understand that this is not being done in bitterness or anger it is being done because I won’t sit around silent while another child gets hurt or another grown woman ends her life because she was a child destroyed by the adults that were meant to protect her. Change starts somewhere and this is my contribution. So while it may be uncomfortable for those remembering the past events this isn’t about you. It is my absolute right to protect and fight for myself.

My molester walked away free and clear. This is him.