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There would be a space/circle where I could go to vent or share if I wasn’t ready yet to leave my gbv context/circumstance

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There would be a well funded shelter with warm, caring, nurturing people for me to go to to escape my life and rebuild from scratch, if that’s what I wanted to do

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This song makes me feel what the liberating release of all the frustration and helplessness might be like.

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To me, radical care as a survivor is immediate intervention.

As a survivor, the most draining act is the "convincing" I need to do, to show society I'm deserving of action and care, and the catch up society seems to need to play to accept the scale at which Gender Based Violence exists.

The lack of this need to "convince" someone or present myself as a "perfect" Survivor is an absolute pre-requisite to radical care. You cannot care for a survivor if one has to be talked into it, or if there are conditions to a survivor qualifying for that care.

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unlearning and developing safe spaces for myself. :)

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Image Credit: Aasawari Kulkarni/Feminism In India

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I keep going back to this many a times- https://lisaolivera.substack.com/p/whats-not-wrong. It feels like a warm hug!

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One would feel less isolated. Asking for help would have felt easier. As much as I am repeatedly using the word 'would'- I feel that there was more space for grief amongst many other feelings in the world.

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Things would feel a lot softer - I would need to brace myself a lot less.