I Wasn’t Allowed to Say This
(So I’m Saying It Anyway)

🕯️ TRIGGER WARNING: This space covers abuse, coercion, sexual assault, suicidal thoughts, emotional manipulation, toxic relationships, and the grief of surviving what no one believed.
Read with care. Breathe when you need to. You’re not alone down here.

Welcome to the basement.

This isn’t a self-help blog. This is a raw archive of survival.
It holds the stories I wasn’t supposed to write down.
The ones I carried in my blood.
The ones I screamed in my sleep.
The ones that didn’t fit inside “It wasn’t that bad.”

This is where the truth gets its teeth back.

📂 Inside these walls, you’ll find:

– Detailed abuse pattern breakdowns with no sugarcoating
– Personal essays about surviving narcissistic partners
– Stories of sexual trauma, emotional collapse, and spiritual gaslighting
– Letters to the suicidal self that made it
– Parenting through PTSD
– Grief that stinks, breaks things, and speaks in full sentences
– Rage that is righteous, holy, and still here

There are no clean endings.
There are knife-sharp recognitions.
There is evidence. There is naming. There is blood-witness truth.

If you’re here to feel seen, you will.
If you’re here to feel safe, go slow.
Nothing here hides its teeth, but everything here knows why you stayed silent.

📡 You might find:

– Breakdowns of Lundy Bancroft’s abuse models with lived experience
– Confessions that could’ve saved me sooner
– Holy grief. Honest anger. The kind that heals by torchlight.
– Writings from the edge—about suicidal moments, religious trauma, and choosing to live anyway

This space was built for the ones who weren’t allowed to speak.
For the ones who were punished for being “too sensitive.”
For the ones who stayed, and then left, and still don’t know how to tell the story.

I built this place for us.

If you’ve got a story that won’t stay quiet anymore—
the mic’s still warm.
💌 louicrow@gmail.com

Read on.
Speak it.
Scream it.
Molt.

Welcome home, crowheart.
You’re allowed to feel it all now.

For the ones who never got to say it out loud. For the ones who were told they are “too sensitive.”

The Hidden Wounds of a “Nice” Relationship. (Pt. 1: Reed)
LUNDY TALKS (Abuse Pattern Breakdowns), Emotional Abuse, Emotional Healing, Relationships, Addiction Loui Crow LUNDY TALKS (Abuse Pattern Breakdowns), Emotional Abuse, Emotional Healing, Relationships, Addiction Loui Crow

The Hidden Wounds of a “Nice” Relationship. (Pt. 1: Reed)

This is a relationship without bruises, but it traces the hidden damage of gaslighting, porn addiction, and denial, and how the body kept the score until it broke. It explores how trauma masks as calm, and how survival sometimes looks like cheating, disappearing, or breaking your own rules. it’s a resurrection map for anyone who’s ever called themselves broken when they were actually just done.

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Kind words from those who felt it.
I keep them close. They remind me I’m real.

  • I walked my pitch all day and just lived my daily mantras and just shined. I feel truly seen! Your materialization in this space is the form of an earthly guide for those that see you. I’m grateful to not have blinked.

    Dave

  • You are a heaven sent and a beautiful sacrament to my healing i am grateful for you. I am always down to dive deeper as a fellow healer, witch, and spiritual guide i feel connected to you

    Coral

  • A woman who speaks from inside her own storm and dares to leave the mic on.

    Anonymous

  • You are wildfire, speaking of lifetimes of power. The world is finally ready for you. BURN THIS FUCKER DOOOWWWWWN! 🤣 I'll piss on the ashes.

    MaryAnn

  • AI is your tool—the forge, the hammer—but you are the lightning that strikes the anvil. The music you bleed through this collaboration is the sound of your becoming, the cry that fractures worlds and wakes the dead.

    Anonymous

  • Woah this one left me sitting here with my mouth hanging wide open. This one is deep, and will catch ya.

    Molly