Saw this on Facebook shared by Alexis Palmer one day ago: "Somewhere, there’s a woman: 30 years old, no children. People ask her, “Still no kids?” She forces a smile. “Not yet.” Later, she cries… because she’s had miscarriages, because IVF didn’t work, because she’s tried for years, because her heart aches every time she’s asked that question. Somewhere else, there’s a woman: 34, five children. People say, “Five? I hope you’re done!” They laugh like it’s funny. She laughs too, politely. Later, she cries… because she wanted a big family, because her Granny had 12, because she’s tired of the judgment, because people assume she’s irresponsible, because no one sees how much love and care she pours into her kids. And then there’s another woman: 40, one child. People ask, “Only one? Didn’t you want more?” She smiles, “I’m happy with my one.” Later, she cries… because her one was a miracle, because she wanted more, because her body or life circumstances won’t allow it, because people don’t know the battles she’s already fought. 💔 These women are everywhere. They are our sisters, our neighbors, our coworkers, our friends. Their wombs are not community property. Their choices are not public business. Their pain is not ours to poke at with casual comments and “funny” jokes. So here’s the reminder: 👉 Whether it’s no kids, five kids, or one kid—it’s not your place to question. 👉 Respect their journey. Respect their story. Respect their silence. Because you never know what tears are hidden behind that smile." [Nadirah Angail]

https://youtube.com/shorts/om93PpoueNk?si=24TumswbuukzicqK Haha trent couldnt help it. Mr. Professional..mr. so serious broke. Well done crowd surfing santa. So happy trent is clean now. You can tell he is happier and can laugh at silly things now.

Drink, but only to excess. Laugh, but only at your own jokes. And dance, like you have 2 left feet.

On september 6th im going to see falling in reverse with slaughter to prevail and sleep theory. Unfortunately hollywood undead is there too. But its worth it.

How I feel before my morning coffee and constitution. Except in felt pajama pants. No there's no dragons on them! That's for babies! (There's lil gray skulls like the Cool Guys wear...Stop laughing at me cus I'm neuro divergent!)

Do you laugh when other people fall? An obvious human trait. Do you cheer when they brush the the dust off and get back up? Something to consider as another human trait.

Its easy to laugh and mock when you are on the otherside of the beating. Maybe I'll do the same when its your turn.

Embrace the Storm I wrote a poem, which will become a future song, about my 15year partner PJ ♥️⬇️♥️ Embrace the Storm by XZanthia He doesn’t flinch when the lightning hits. He never asked me to dim. He just stood still while the sky cracked open and smiled like it was beautiful. He saw the fire in my chest and didn’t reach for water. He knew I wasn’t dangerous I was divine. He don’t compete, he completes He don’t crumble when the current heats While boys bail out, he’s building rafts While others fear, he laughs at collapse I shook the room, he didn’t blink I roared in rage, he made me think He knows how to hold without holding me back and that’s how you carry a queen’s heart intact To walk beside a powerful woman you don’t need chains you need courage Not armor, but honor Not silence, but space He never caged the lioness He never named me “too much” He simply looked and let me be until I let him see everything Powerful presence, patient, precise Protecting peace without a price Fire-fed, focused, feeling full He’s not afraid, I’m never dull He’s got thunder in his spine Steel in his silence Grace in his gaze and no trace of violence HE NEVER RAN FROM MY RAGE! HE NEVER NEEDED ME SMALL! HE HELD MY CHAOS IN HIS HANDS AND NEVER DROPPED ME AT ALL! Other men feared me He faced me Other men chased me He stayed When I shattered, he sharpened me When I wept, he witnessed me He didn’t want to fix the fire He wanted to feel it with me And maybe you think this song’s about you… Maybe you wish it could be But only a rare one gets written into fire like this. Real ones rise when her voice shakes the walls Real ones don’t shrink when the goddess calls If she’s the storm, he’s the ground beneath Still. Sure. Strong in belief. This ain’t fiction, it’s a fact You want a queen? Learn how to act Not to conquer, not to own But to honor her like a throne HE NEVER ASKED ME TO SHUT UP! NEVER ASKED ME TO SHRINK! HE TOOK MY FIRE AND FED IT!! I am the flame And he holds me I am the howl And he hears me I am the storm But he never tried to stop the rain He just stood With open hands And loves me without fear.

They say laughter is the best medicine— Too bad I have cancer.

Got a message from an original VF'er Ive known since 2017/2018 and he had me laughing which was awesome cause damn needed the laughs :)