Domestic violence awareness month

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Sentience, Scripture, and Southern Sass: Why Abortion Is Freedom

“If your righteousness requires my suffering, then your holiness is nothing but cruelty dressed in Sunday clothes.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Invoke the ancestors. Lord, this country has lost its mind. Let the smoke rise like a prayer and a warning. Call the ones who survived storms, men, laws, and the kind of sanctified hypocrisy that could curdle milk in August. Today we’re talking about abortion rights in this country. And I’m bringing every ounce of Southern sass, righteous fury, and generational truth you asked for.

When Roe v. Wade was overturned, it wasn’t just a political decision. It was a death sentence for mothers, daughters, nieces, cousins, and every woman who has ever had to decide about her own damn body. And the same Christians who holler “God’s will” like they’re auditioning for a revival tent, are the first ones who would sneak their daughters across state lines faster than a Pentecostal deacon running from a scandal.

Let’s tell the truth. They don’t want their daughters forced to carry a rapist’s baby. They want your daughters to. And they justify it with that tired line, “Well, if it’s in God’s will…” If God’s will was that clear, he’d send a notarized letter. But these folks cherry-pick scripture like they’re at a Golden Corral buffet. They’ll quote “Thou shalt not kill” while ignoring every verse where the Bible literally commands pregnancy termination under certain circumstances.

Bible Sources They Never Bring Up

  • Numbers 5:11–31-The “ordeal of bitter water,” where a priest gives a woman a potion to end a pregnancy if she conceived through adultery.
  • Hosea 9:14 -“Give them a miscarrying womb.”
  • Exodus 21:22–25 – A fetus is not treated as a person. Causing a miscarriage is a property crime, not murder.

If abortion is murder, then unplugging a brain-dead family member from life support should be prosecuted too. Because guess what? A fetus before sentience has no subjective experience. No awareness. No consciousness. No “personhood.” It is ethically equivalent to ending life support on someone who has already lost the ability to experience anything at all. But they don’t want to hear that. Because logic ain’t welcome in the Gospel of Ike Turner. Which is the version of Christianity where violence against women is excused, justified, and sanctified.

As someone who has been assaulted many times, I will say this with my whole chest. I would not carry my rapist’s baby. That child was not conceived in love. It was not wanted. It was not chosen. And it was not consensual.

And as an adopted child, I know the psychological toll of being rejected. My birth mother looked me in the eyes and said, “You were an inconvenience and you still are.” Had she chosen abortion, it would’ve spared me decades of emotional torment. Adoption is not the soft, rosy alternative they pretend it is. It is trauma wrapped in a bow.

Let’s talk about the 10-year-old girl in Ohio who was raped by a 27-year-old man. She became pregnant. Her state refused her an abortion. She had to flee to another state like a fugitive. A child. Not a woman. Not a mother. A baby forced to carry a baby.

The physical damage alone could have killed her. The psychological damage will echo for decades. And abortion isn’t covered by insurance. So, unless you’ve got $600–$2,000 lying around, you’re stuck. Cruelty disguised as morality.

Let me tell you something plain, loud, and with the kind of Southern truth that doesn’t need sweet tea to go down smooth. Legal abortions are safer than the desperate, back‑alley horrors women were forced into before Roe. A medical abortion performed by trained professionals is one of the safest procedures in modern healthcare. It’s safer than childbirth. Safer than dental surgery. And safer than pretending purity culture ever protected anybody. But when you take that option away, women don’t stop needing abortions. They just stop having safe ones. And history shows exactly what happens next with coat hangers, bleach, stairs, trauma, infection, and death. Women bleeding out alone in bathrooms because lawmakers wanted moral points instead of medical reality. Criminalizing abortion doesn’t save lives. It sends women back into the shadows where they die trying to save themselves.

WHY ABORTION MUST BE LEGAL 

1.  Rape and incest survivors deserve bodily autonomy. No child or adult should be forced to carry their trauma.

  1. Medical emergencies require immediate termination options. Ectopic pregnancies, sepsis, hemorrhaging where abortion saves lives.
  2. Fetuses without sentience are not persons.Neuroscience confirms this.
  3. People will always have sex. Morality does not override biology.
  4. Contraception fails. Even perfect use has failure rates.
  5. Forced birth increases poverty. The U.S. has the highest maternal mortality rate in the developed world.
  6. Adoption is not a cure-all. It is trauma for many children and mothers.
  7. Unwanted children suffer lifelong consequences. Emotional, financial, psychological.
  8. Criminalizing abortion criminalizes miscarriage. Women are already being investigated for spontaneous pregnancy loss.
  9. Healthcare decisions belong to patients, not politicians. Period.

And if you need credible references, try these:

  • Guttmacher Institute
  • CDC Maternal Mortality Reports
  • American Psychological Association
  • American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists
  • National Institute of Mental Health
  • Pew Research Center
  • The Lancet Medical Journal
  • WHO Reproductive Health Data

Light the charcoal again because this needs a second burn. Abortion is healthcare. Abortion is mercy. Abortion is autonomy. Abortion is survival. And anyone who claims it’s “God’s will” while secretly protecting their own daughters is not righteous. They’re cowardly. They’re hypocrites. They’re weaponizing religion to control women.

If Christians want to call abortion murder, then they better start arresting every family who ever unplugged a loved one from life support. But they won’t. Because deep down, they know the truth. Sentience is the line. Consciousness is the line. Human experience is the line. And forcing birth is not holiness. It is cruelty dressed in scripture.

I stand with every woman who has ever had to make this decision. I stand with every survivor who refuses to carry their trauma. I stand with every child who deserves a life chosen. Not forced. And I stand with you, Southern sass, survivor strength, and ancestral fire. May the ancestors walk with us as we fight for the right to our own bodies. May the smoke rise and carry our truth. May the next generation inherit freedom, not fear.

Affirmation: I honor my body, my story, and my right to choose. My autonomy is sacred. My voice is powerful. And my ancestors walk beside me.

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How This Administration Resembles a Codependent Domestic Violence Dynamic 

“Chaos is not leadership. And fear is not love.”

-This Puzzled Life

 Light the charcoal. Invoke the ancestors. Tell Big Mama to hold my earrings. And pass me the sweet tea. Because I am about to testify.

You wake up one morning. Look around at the state of the country and think, “Lord, this feels less like a government. And more like that one cousin who keeps choosing the same toxic partner even though the whole family has staged three interventions and a prayer circle.”

I’m not saying we’re in a co-dependent relationship with national leadership. I’m just saying the vibes are giving that “Baby, I promise I’ll change”, “You made me do this”, “Don’t you dare leave me. I’ll fall apart”, and “Ignore the chaos. Look at this shiny distraction.” And the ancestors are whispering, “Child, we survived Reconstruction, Jim Crow, and your Aunt Linda’s potato salad. We can survive this too.” Meanwhile my cats, Piper, Coco, and Tinkerbell, have been pacing the living room like furry social workers trying to diagnose the entire administration with a DSM‑5 entry that doesn’t exist yet. Here’s what they said.

Piper: “Momma, this administration is giving classic co-dependent chaos. The gaslighting alone could power a mid‑sized city.”

Coco: “I’ve seen healthier dynamics in a feral cat colony behind a Waffle House.”

Tinkerbell: “Honestly, I’m not saying the country needs therapy. But the country needs therapy. And snacks. Preferably tuna.”

They sat me down like I was the one making the decisions. Their tails flicking with judgment and said, “Write it down. People need to know.” So here we are with a few examples that we as a cat-led household made together. 

1. The Constant Emotional Whiplash

What it feels like: One day the national conversation is about infrastructure. The next day it’s about a celebrity feud. Then suddenly it’s a press conference about something unrelated. Followed by a late‑night social media post that sends the whole country into a spiral.

It’s the emotional equivalent of being told, “We’re breaking up,” “We’re getting married,” and “I bought a boat,” all in the same hour.

Piper: “Mother, I get less dizzy watching you spin in circles trying to find your keys.”

2. The Gaslighting Olympics

What it feels like: A statement is made publicly. It’s recorded. It’s replayed. Then the next day, the message becomes, “That never happened,” “You misunderstood,” or “You’re being dramatic.” It mirrors the emotional dynamic where someone denies your reality even while you’re holding the receipts in your hand like a CVS-length scroll.

Coco: “I once knocked a plant off the counter. And stared you dead in the face like I didn’t do it. Even I have more integrity than that.”

3. The Love‑Bombing Phase

What it feels like: Every time public frustration grows, there’s a sudden dramatic announcement. A big promise. A bold statement. And a “historic” something. It’s the political version of “I know I messed up. But look I bought you a gift! Don’t be mad.”

Tinkerbell: “Classic distraction technique. I’ve done this with yarn. Works every time.”

4. The Secret Lives

What it feels like: Meetings behind closed doors. Sudden policy shifts. Surprise announcements. Conflicting explanations. It creates the emotional sense of living with someone who has a whole second life you only find out about when the neighbors mention something suspicious.

Piper: “I’ve seen raccoons with more transparency. And raccoons literally wash their food in sewer water.”

5. The Blame‑Shifting Ballet

What it feels like: No matter what happens with economic issues, public confusion, international tension, the message becomes, “It wasn’t me.” “It was them.” “It was you.” “It was the weather.” “It was the deep state, the shallow state, the medium‑rare state.” It’s the emotional pattern of someone who breaks your favorite mug and then says, “Well, you shouldn’t have put it on a shelf.”

Coco: “I once blamed Piper for a fart. This is the same energy.”

6. The ‘Don’t Leave Me’ Panic

What it feels like: Every election cycle becomes a high‑stakes emotional hostage situation that sounds like, “If you leave, everything will fall apart.” “If you stay, everything will be fine.” “If you question me, you’re the problem.” It’s the classic codependent dynamic where the partner insists the relationship will collapse without them. Even though the relationship is already collapsing with them.

Tinkerbell: “Girl, I’ve seen cardboard boxes with more stability.”

Here’s the truth that is spoken with sage smoke swirling. And my cats nodding like furry elders. We deserve a better relationship with our government that feels less like we need a safety plan, a therapist, and a casserole from the church ladies. We deserve leadership that doesn’t trigger our fight‑or‑flight response every time we check the news. We deserve stability, accountability, and the emotional maturity of at least one well-adjusted adult. And until we get it, the ancestors say, “Stand tall. Speak truth. And don’t let anybody, especially your government,  treat you like you don’t know your worth.” Thanks for reading! And don’t forget to go vote.

Affirmation: I deserve clarity, truth, and safety in my relationships, my home, and my country.

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Domestic Violence Awareness Month: More Than Bruises, More Than One Story

“Leaving isn’t weakness. Staying alive long enough to escape is strength.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Call the ancestors the loud ones, the protective ones, in close. The ones who don’t mind flipping a table when truth needs to be told. Let the ancestors pull up their rocking chairs and lean in like, “Alright baby, tell it exactly how it happened.“ Because today, we’re walking straight into a fire that too many people pretend isn’t burning. And the topic is Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

This month isn’t just a purple ribbon or a hashtag. It’s a national reckoning. A month carved out because silence has killed too many. Shame has trapped too many. And judgment has wounded too many who were already bleeding. It exists because domestic violence is not one thing. Not one story. Not one bruise. It’s a whole constellation of harm that is emotional abuse, financial control, spiritual manipulation, psychological warfare, sexual coercion, digital stalking, physical stalking, rape, threats, intimidation, and isolation. All of it real. All of it dangerous.

And Lord knows, the Deep South has a long tradition of saying, “Well, why didn’t she just leave?” With the same tone they use when asking why you didn’t bring potato salad to the church potluck. But today we’re not whispering. We’re not sugarcoating. We’re not letting judgment drown out truth.

Domestic violence is more than bruises. More than shouting. More than slammed doors. It’s the slow erosion of your identity. It’s the constant fear humming under your skin. It’s the way you learn to read someone’s footsteps like weather patterns. It’s the way you shrink. Fold. And contort yourself trying to keep the peace that never stays peaceful.

And let me say this with all the Southern sass I can muster. If you’ve never lived it, you don’t get to judge it. Because “just leaving” is a fantasy sold by people who have never had their life threatened. Their finances controlled. Their spirit manipulated. Or their faith weaponized against them. I know this because I lived it. Fourteen years in a domestic abuse situation that nearly swallowed me whole. The cycle wasn’t simple. It was a trap crafted with precision love bombing, threats, and intimidation. That is continuously repeated until you forget what freedom feels like.

I didn’t stay because I was weak. I stayed because I was scared. I stayed because I was conditioned. I stayed because every exit felt like a death sentence. And let me make something crystal clear. It wasn’t a billionaire. It wasn’t a senator. It wasn’t a monster hiding in the shadows. It wasn’t an immigrant. It wasn’t a drag queen with a story book. It wasn’t a trans person. It wasn’t a black person. It was a white, “Christian” man in the Deep South. One who used the Bible like a weapon. While twisting scripture into shackles. Preaching submission while practicing cruelty. A man who believed control was his God-given right. And fear was his favorite language.

That’s why Domestic Violence Awareness Month matters. Because abuse doesn’t look like one stereotype. Survivors don’t fit one mold. Judgment is easy. But understanding saves lives. It is a promise. A collective vow that we will speak loudly. Love fiercely. And refuse to let anyone’s suffering stay hidden behind closed doors.

And now, let me drop this mic so hard the ancestors stand up and clap. I survived what was meant to break me. I reclaimed what was stolen from me. And I will never apologize again for the fire in my voice. Thanks for reading! What have been your experiences?

Affirmation: I honor my survival, my truth, and my healing. I am worthy of safety, love, and a life without fear.

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Budtender Moment: Soul Assassin Strain Review

“I don’t smoke marijuana, but I eat it.”

-Bob Dylan

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, I want to tell you about a strain called Soul Assassin. As domestic violence awareness month winds down and seeing the damage that abuse can do to someone, I thought that the cannabis strain for today was absolutely perfect. Because of being trapped mentally or physically from seeking freedom, often times for years, it feels like the perpetrator has literally assassinated your soul. 

Soul Assassin is a heavy indica-dominant hybrid. Domestic violence is something heavy that is like a wrecking ball in the victim’s life. But this strain is heavy in regard to healing. It’s just what the doctor order for the overstimulation of PTSD. The genetics of this strain is a cross between OG Kush x Sour Diesel. Most like myself, who have been in the cannabis community for many years, know that these are a couple strains that many would consider staples. OG Kush is a cross between Hindu Kush x Lemon Thai x Chemdawg. Sour Diesel is a cross between  Northern Lights x Chemdawg.

The medical benefits associated with this strain include relief from insomnia, anxiety, mood disorders, stress, chronic pain, depression, and inflammation. The top terpenes are B-myrcene, terpinolene, B-Pinene. I got a lot of relief with this strain. I would also encourage you to plan on not going anywhere. As “couchlock” can be a reality. Thanks for reading! Keep blazin.’

Affirmation: I smoke my weed and mind my business.

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