My Heart Aches.

My heart aches.

My heart aches, there is no doubt.

It is because I have learned something so tragic.

On my reserve, more souls have been found after all this time and it is more than I think anyone had thought would be found.

These souls have suffered from abuse and many other horrors that they can not speak for they are gone.

And only the stars know their names now because they didn't have their names preserved.

I know that it may seem odd for me to mourn for those I didn’t know but you must understand that those souls and I could have had a shared fate.

Within the last generation before mine was when the last Residential School closed.

This pain is fresh and will last for far longer than anyone can anticipate.

the trauma of these places called Residental schools is still fresh in the minds of many of the people who went through those doors and survived.

The trauma of these places is thrown aside and many want to pretend that it never happened.

Open your eyes and see that it did happen and that it shouldn't matter if you are Black, White, Indigenous or Latino, children are gone because f these places.

My heart is aching because many will tell me to shut my mouth and to get over it.

How am I to get over it?

This pain is real it is not some fantasy, that I made up.

It doesn't just affect me it affects all Indigenous peoples.

I understand that I am ranting but I can’t help it.

So many people have suffered and many more are suffering from Residental schools.

And I won’t apologize this time.

I have nothing to be sorry for.

My heart aches and it will ache for a long time.

For how long I do not know.

But hopefully, my rant has given some people something to think about.

You are strong for being able to work on your mental health. Given everything else we deal with in life, also dealing with health issues is hard. So I hope this ghost reminder gives you a tiny pat on the back for all the effort you’ve been putting in to keep up your mental health. ´･ᴗ･`♡

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First Generation.

I am the first generation who hadn’t been to a Residential school.

This may be shocking but it’s a reality that I have to live with.

I am proud to not have lived through the horrors.

But I am also not proud of this fact as well because I have family members who had to live through it.

Because my grandmother and my father and many other family members when to Residential schools.

My heart is full of sorrow and resentment.

Sorrow for those who have gone to residential schools whether they have passed or are still alive.

Resentment towards those who presided over the residential schools.

I know that those who are responsible won’t say sorry because it was all in the past and that they never practiced such behaviour.

However, I’m the first generation to not go to a residential school.

And I am not the only one, but I am one of many who are the first generation who hasn’t attended a Residential school.

I am afraid that this fact will be overlooked because it may not seem important to people.

But there is nothing I can do, but accept the fact that this is my reality.

And I don’t want it to change but I want people to acknowledge that all this happened recently.

Let us not forget those who have been lost to Residential schools and those who have survived and those generations who are lucky to not experience the pain of Residential schools.

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gatekeeping is Ridiculous its got nothing to do with our goals as a community.

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