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Title: Hands

Medium: Charcoal 

Artist: Phebasa

1 in 3 Native women will be sexually assaulted in their lifetime. But no one ever really tells you what to do if you’re the one. They all like to throw statistics at us to show how victimized we are without giving us the tools to build ourselves back up again. Fuck that. Love me. Support me. Believe me. Please. 

In ten days, I’ll be home after six months - the longest I’ve gone. I drew this picture to process some of the anxiety I have surrounding my arrival home. I drew this because I am stronger. I am better. I am smarter. I am everything that is great. And I do not need you anymore. 

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Today, I fucked up... by having one leg.

So, I’ve been missing my leg for four years now. I’ve adapted quite well. I get around just fine with a prosthetic.

However, when I’m at home in my small apartment, I prefer to crawl short distances instead of going through the hassle of putting my prosthetic on. It’s jut more convenient that way.

So last night we had some company over to watch scary movies, and I read everyone a few short submissions to/r/nosleep. Everyone was pretty spooked before we went to bed. Two friends of mine slept on the couch, and one of them was someone we have never had over before. So this individual had never seen me crawl without my leg on. To describe it, I kind of move like a very slow cheetah who’s missing a hind leg. Like a tri-pod crawl, if that makes sense. So, I suppose it can be unsettling if you’re not expecting it.

In the middle of the night/early morning, I decide to leave my room for a drink. I didn’t turn the hall light on so I wouldn’t disturb my sleeping guests. There’s just enough light coming from the light above the sink to guide me where I needed to go. As I’m turning the corner to enter the kitchen, I see a figure and I hear “OH SHIT WHAT THE FUCK”, next thing I know, I’m getting kicked in the face. I suppose my friend recognized my foul mouth screaming back at him, because then he turned the light on and started apologizing profusely.

TL;DR: I crawled through my apartment without my prosthetic leg, my friend thought I was a demon and started kicking me in the face.

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Harley and Ivy’s Shopping Spree

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when u highkey want someone but u tryna be lowkey

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