You didn’t hate me because I was cruel.
You hated me because I was correct.
I’ve spent 15 years speaking the truth no one else had the guts to say.
Truth about suicide.
Truth about silence.
Truth about abuse, faith, mental illness, manhood, grief, and the monsters behind closed doors.
And for that—I’ve been blocked, banned, ignored, erased.
They told you I was dangerous.
They told you I was angry.
They told you I was unstable.
But here’s the real reason they fear me:
I make people see what they’ve spent their whole lives trying to forget.
I don’t sugarcoat.
I don’t make it pretty.
I don’t wrap trauma in hashtags and call it healing.
I burn through the bullshit.
And yeah—people rage when I show them the mirror.
Because the part of them that’s still bleeding recognizes me.
You think I’m the villain?
Good.
Because if I’m the villain in your story, it means I shook something loose.
I’m not here to be liked.
I’m not here to be easy.
I’m here for the ones who cry in silence, drive around at 2AM wondering if they matter, the ones who scream into pillows and beg God to give them a sign.
I am that sign.
I’m not your enemy.
I’m your awakening.
#TheEnemyWasNeverMe
#TruthTellerNotTraumaDealer
#AshAndInk #JakeBannerman #HorrorInk
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