HeyJaredThe Eleventh Veil
As a former high fashion model and neuroscience student, this platform provides a voice for the unseen, the silenced, and the ones who know the glamour was never the gold.
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I can trust myself (opens the original)
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Storms going through me,Who am I meant to be?Can’t you see? My roots are taken,Only for another version of me to awaken.What is my truth,What is the rhythm of my groove,If I sense some doubt, should I leave, or stay?What game am I meant to play?I always thought I was safe by perceiving the other as a threat,But never can I arm myself against the actions of another without risking to never be seen, nor met.Trust me, you may not see it now.But everyone has an end receipt at the end of this life fo
Validation as my own attempt of salvation (opens the original)
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Dissociation has taken over the mere of my current existence. Sometimes I wonder whether I am truly here. Despite extra attempts of eating, my body feels floating. Like as if somehow, it cannot be here. As if I am still not safe.Simultaneously I have been facing my biggest shadow side which has had an enormous influence on my life: validation. The need for being seen. For being cherished. For being here, while being celebrated.Little have I felt that. And so, it is one of my strongest drugs. The
"We hear you" (opens the original)
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TW: this article discussed SA.Something has been asking for attention. A theme that can make my heartbeat go faster, paralyzing my body. I never wanted these events to take away my own agency. I never wanted them to let my freeze in situations that remind me of the same incidents.And yet, there I was. Frightened. In tears. Not believing that I was safe. Because several times, I wasn't.It was as if I time traveled to the places that I felt like my voice disappeared. Their will was imposed on me a
spiritual war is real. (opens the original)
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The light on our earth is winning. More and more people are facing their wounds, it is coming to the surface. 8th of August stands for the Lion Gate opening. Fluxes of light are asking us to come in. It was funny as I was not standing still with it, but yesterday when I drew the Lion’s card this realization kicked in. And funny enough, I drew the card again on the 8th.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Zpue!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressiv
Basics (opens the original)
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I go in circlesBack at the place, fearing to see your footsteps leaveI know it is not about you,But why is it so disheartening to see?It brings me back to the momentThat he asked me to choose between him or my motherNever did I want to choose,Between one or another.But there I was,Pushed in a corner with no eye for emotions storming through me.Adults pushing down their egoistic plans,And the aftermath of anxiety still stuck in my body.I want to ask them to meet me,Can you not see, I am finally t
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