Smoke Doesn’t Scare the Fire. A blog from Phoenix Witch

They say silence is peace.
But when you’ve escaped an inferno, silence can feel like a scream you’re swallowing every day.
I left the flames—but he keeps trying to fan the embers.
Not with fire. No. That would be too obvious.
With smoke.
Smoke that creeps into inboxes.
Smoke that works its way into text messages.
Smoke that shows up in social media posts.
Smoke whispered in comments from people who swear they know him or the real story.
It’s the kind of abuse that hides in plain sight. The kind that makes you question yourself.
It’s manipulation disguised as “concern”.
It’s commentary masked by others but you know it is through him.
It’s the worst kind of cruelty: the one that never wants to be named, but always wants to be heard. Still a form of torture a let me get in your head and mess with it still. Regardless after a year of no communication he always tries to find a way to continue the torment.
Here’s what he didn’t count on.
I may have walked away, but I didn’t walk alone.
My kids walked with me. My coven stood behind me. And I didn’t just survive—I transformed. I did it without him, like he said I never would. He tried to stop other's from helping me, but I didn't need their help, I did it. Those things that use to silence me, they don’t anymore. I am not afraid; I will not put up with it any longer. I’m free.
You can’t haunt a Phoenix.
You can throw smoke, send spies, post shade—but I already burned it all down.
What you’re trying to reach? That doesn’t live here anymore. She’s gone and NEVER coming back!!
And while I haven’t told the whole story yet…Oh I will.
On my time. On my terms.
When I speak, it won’t be with smoke. It’ll be with fire. And when that moment comes, the truth won’t just flicker—it’ll blaze.
I'm turning my story, my truth, into a business, and a brand.
We are only getting started.
To everyone who’s healing from invisible wounds, From the emotional manipulation, taunting posts, the mutual friends carrying messages like mules…
You’re not crazy.
You’re not overreacting.
You’re not alone.
We see the smoke.
We know where it comes from.
And we’re not walking back into the fire.
Signed,
Phoenix Witch
Risen. Unbothered. Unreachable.
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