i’m rly angry right now, ignore this
dont pray for me, dont cry for me, dont make wishes for me, unless only in a small show that you care. dont tell me it gets better because i’ve been waiting and waiting and better isn’t good enough. don’t tell me it’s not that bad, these fissures run deep through my heart, not yours. instead, get angry, alongside me. change what you do and how you think, so the language you use daily doesn’t hurt me anymore. yell with me. curse. shout that it’s fucking ridiculous, the things i, and other people, face so often. i’m too hurt to feel pain anymore and anger is a good shield. Please understand, but if you don’t, it doesn’t matter, i’m used to it. Understand and yell with me, stir something up. and I’ll yell with you too.
Today, a questionnaire has been roaming around the interwebs that originated from fraternity brothers at Sigma Phi Epsilon at the University of Vermont. Check out Sarah’s post about the incident on the SAFER blog.
SAFER was sent a copy of the questionnaire, which mostly…