Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Brook J Robins wrote:

“I stopped trying to be understood by people who never wanted to understand who I was and who I have become. They aren’t worth my time, and it took me too long to see that.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

JBFARMGIRL78 wrote:

“Whenever I realize that nothing, I say or do makes a difference, regardless of if it is an achievement, an obstacle I overcame, or something I am going through. Whenever my opinion, experience, or ideas are dismissed.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Minxie wrote:

“I feel most dangerous when I go quiet. Not because I have nothing to say, but because I’ve finally understood everything I needed to know. When my sarcasm turns into a smile, my patience stops negotiating, and I no longer feel the need to prove a damn thing. I can still laugh with you, look you in the eyes, and wish you well. The dangerous part? I’ve already decided what you no longer get access to, and you haven’t even noticed the door closing.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

M. F. Red wrote: “Actually care. Actually, speak up. Actually, do something to change lives for the better!!!”

I copied the words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

she_keeps_her_color wrote: “I learned the difference between love and control when I finally found something I loved doing and was accused of no longer caring or loving them because I chose to be happy for a few moments at a time.”

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Amber Workman wrote: “I knew he didn’t truly see me when he gifted my money back to me for Valentine’s Day instead of getting me a gift. I’d given him money to buy me and our son something. He bought one card, put the money in it, and told me to get us something because after seventeen years he still had no clue what to get me.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Desi $ Tracy wrote: “I feel powerful when I speak up for those I love instead of being silent just to keep the peace.”

I copied the words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Summerlyn wrote: “I became the camouflage. I watched the room, read the energy, and adjusted to the room. I learned when to be loud, when to disappear, when to soften myself, and when to become someone, nobody would question. Eventually, nobody noticed I was adapting, because adaptation became my identity.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

SuAnn Davis wrote: “I refuse to be punished for learning who I am and what I want and need.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Regina wrote: “I am ready to leave behind the cogs of the machine, further leaving the path of those who have succumbed to routine, to patterns, to being blind to a cage that is to be blown to bits.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Emerald Shadow wrote: “I would ring the bell for any who are seeking. Not all who wander are lost, but only those who seek find.”

I copied the words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

April.Miller05 wrote: “I was always meant to be.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Cheryl E Dorsey wrote: “To live a life of my own. To never again play the one who was lame and could not dance the whole of the way. To only ever be the watcher and never the seeker. To be the whisper of God in the ear of everyone who made me their servant for sixty years and tell them enough. To not be the voice of reason but the provocative purr of pure fucking bliss.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Brandy Hoff wrote: “I am ready to not shrink myself or let someone put me in a box to be checked off of.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Honey Bee Images wrote: “I’m ready to stop performing altogether. For family, the strong one. For those I want to belong to, trying to be what I thought they wanted when all they wanted was for me to be me. No one knows how far down the real me is trapped. She’s at the bottom of an unending well. Safe, or so I thought. I need her now though, because these masks are falling apart.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Koko wrote: “I wish people understood that my silence means I have given up. That I am building my walls even stronger, so the pain, fear, rejection, and loss can’t touch me anymore. My silence does not mean you broke me. It means you no longer have access to me.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

Kathryn Olsen wrote: “I become smaller around people who make me feel like being too much is something I should apologize for.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

B wrote: “I knew the old version of me was gone when I no longer felt their pain. The first time in my life I was numb enough, hard enough to cut off the empathy.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

AJKingsleight106.66 wrote: “I pretend not to care about how much it hurts to be alone.”

I copied the words into the Black Ledger.

Someone left an answer beneath Bellgrave’s Monday bell.

k.d.baxley wrote: “I became difficult to control when I realized I could turn every wound they gave me into a weapon.”

I copied her words into the Black Ledger.