MANIFESTO

I didn’t survive to become polite.

I survived because something in me refused to shut up, even when silence was safer, even when compliance would’ve earned approval.

That thing people call anger?
That wasn’t my downfall.
That was my alarm system.

ANGER IS NOT THE PROBLEM

Anger is information.

It’s the part of the body that notices violation before the brain catches up.
It’s the line that gets crossed before language is available.
It’s what shows up when truth has been ignored for too long.

I don’t worship anger.
I use it.

I discipline it.
I sharpen it.
I turn it into clarity instead of destruction.

That’s the difference.

I DO NOT PERFORM HEALING

I don’t soften my language to make other people comfortable with my survival.
I don’t translate my experience into something digestible for people who’ve never had to rebuild themselves from the inside out.

If you need me quieter so you can listen, you’re not listening.

If you need me nicer so you can stay, you were never here for the truth.

ACCOUNTABILITY MATTERS MORE THAN COMFORT

I will talk to monsters who know what they did.

I will not entertain people who harmed others and renamed it “miscommunication.”
I will not center people who claim victimhood as a shield against responsibility.
I will not reward silence, denial, or spiritual bypassing.

Healing without accountability is just reputation management.

VIOLENCE IS NOT THE GOAL

Rage here is not permission to harm.

I do not promote physical violence.
I do not promote verbal abuse disguised as honesty.

This work is about precision, not explosion.

Anger is a tool — not an excuse.

I SPEAK FROM MY BODY

I don’t borrow trauma for aesthetics.
I don’t speak from perspectives that aren’t mine.

What I write comes from lived experience, witnessed damage, and earned insight.

If you’re looking for borrowed pain packaged as art, look elsewhere.

THIS IS FOR PEOPLE WHO CAN SIT WITH DISCOMFORT

This space is for survivors.
For people who stopped pretending they’re fine.
For those willing to look at the parts of themselves they were told to bury.

It is not for:

• People seeking absolution without repair

• People who want healing to be quiet

• People who confuse niceness with morality

If this work challenges you, good.
Growth is rarely comfortable.

WHERE THIS GOES

Riven Hale is the voice.

Anthony Sellers is the structure that keeps the work standing when the voice cuts deep.

Let’s Fucking Talk About It is where this turns into conversation, context, and community.

Different roles.
Same spine.
Same truth.

FINAL WORD

I don’t promise comfort.
I don’t promise closure.
I don’t promise to make this easier.

I promise honesty.
I promise language for what was never named.
I promise anger used with intention instead of shame.

If this landed,
you already know where the conversation goes.