Queen Buttercup Speaks

I’m now spending time educating the masses on what late diagnosis autism looks like for me. My kiddo sends me TikToks she finds helpful or hysterical and we laugh daily at our never once hidden, “discoveries.”

If you see me all over social media “embarrassing” myself, please know, I’m the same girl now as I was at 15. I was an advocate before I knew the definition. Believe this of me, if you believe nothing else.

Fifteen year old Queen B, was honored to do talk show circuits on national television to speak about her trauma and how she mastered forgiving a pedophile.

I magically, wishful-thinkingly, self-proclaimingly mastered forgiveness for others to feel seen by age FIFTEEN! (Note, I’m a sarcastic asshole.)

That broken buttercup also did talk show circuits because I so desperately wanted to have the last word in my own abuse.

Fourteen year old me, was a support person for psychotherapy groups for other kids to talk about THEIR trauma. I am so utterly glad God loved me this way. It saved my life. Just the accountability and environment, alone, saved my life.

I never got to talk about my aching shame because I hadn’t actually healed, yet. It had barely ended and I didn’t even have all the assailants names. This is both literal and figurative. At fourteen, does anyone actually know who all their assailants are?

I was in massive denial and going through the mimicry of “forgiveness.” The girl who didn’t get to speak until she could, always picked the underdog. She just never knew why she related so much to puppies before!

Underdogs need me. I’m a strikingly brave, bold, beautiful buttercup. “Queen Buttercup,” is an advocate for puppies everywhere now, not just on Montel Williams. 🐶

I’m trying to make myself, my baby, my social media “fur babies,” my friends, and especially women feel seen and loved and valued and respected and worthy and magical and treasured and deserving…

This is how I’m currently using my voice for education, advocacy, and shenanigans for levity. Self-discovery is exhausting and we need to giggle, not as needed, but STAT.