Appears my blog, Coming Clean, is censored for “inappropriate interactions of minors”. The work of my parents – all ready attempting to censor my blog posts and it’s only been one year. Typical. A temporary roadblock, if anything.
Stay tuned for updates regarding the site, will be addressing censorship concerns and honestly, I’m glad we stumbled upon this challenge early. I don’t plan on being any less controversial, any less myself, and I’d rather receive the warning early especially in my attempt to push a message.
If you’d like to follow my blog, THEBADBOOB.SUBSTACK.COM will remain uncensored for now.
I am appealing the WordPress decision currently, attempting to preach my case and win the right to post my content.
There is nothing more important than free speech.
Nothing more important than your ability to express yourself.
Even hundreds of miles away from my parents, they are still punishing my ability to speak freely.
I’m sorry if people are ‘offended’ or ’embarrassed’ by the content. The importance of ending this generational trauma is too important, helping others understand similar traumas, spread psychosexual education, raise awareness to psychedelics and the unconscious minds, narcissism. This is all too important for me. And I’ve gotta tell my whole story to remain credible.
Honesty is the best policy.
I come from a home where you’re not allowed to tell the truth, speak your emotions, your mind. I come from a home where trauma never happened, where we don’t talk about things, because again, they never ever happened. I come from a home where we stay silent, mouths closed, eyes shut, deaf, dumb, and blind. Quiet. I come from a home where you fall in line or else.
Well I’m of tired of staying silent, tired of being told I’m wrong, tired of being told I’m a liar, I’m crazy, I’m insane. Tired of being told what I can or can’t say. Tired. I’m fucking tired.
I will secure a free speech platform and I will write like hell, since it’s what everybody wants the least.
THE BADBOOB 