May the Moon Witness What I Won’t Entertain

I wasn’t going to respond. I truly believed silence would protect my peace.
But when someone publicly names you, calls for mass reporting on Tumblr, and tries to tear down what you’ve carefully built with false accusations…
Silence starts to sound like agreement.

So I’m speaking, not to fight, but to clarify.

I do not steal. I create.

I’ve been writing, sharing, and creating online since the early 2000s. My words come from a place of lived experience, from pain, healing, and a deep spiritual connection I’ve nurtured for years.

What I share isn’t borrowed. It’s born from my own story. From grief. From growth.

If something I wrote reminded you of your voice, perhaps that’s because we walk similar paths. Witchcraft is layered with shared themes, cycles, symbols, and emotions.
Resonance doesn’t mean theft.

And here’s what makes this even more surreal:
The person accusing me of stealing… uses AI to write their content, and then claims it as original, without transparency or acknowledgment.

I use AI to help me create featured images and correct written mistakes, not to generate my voice or pretend the work is something it’s not. What I share still comes from me: my truth, my story, my healing, my path.

There’s a difference between using tools with transparency and outsourcing your voice entirely, then calling it sacred. That’s not authenticity

Witchcraft isn’t something you can own or control.
It’s a living practice that flows through experience, intuition, and truth… different for each of us.
Healing, grief, and personal expression aren’t yours to claim. They belong to no one and speak for themselves.

What’s been taken from me in this situation is my peace, my name dragged publicly, and strangers told to block and report me on Tumblr over something untrue. That’s hurtful.

I shouldn’t have to defend my truth to someone who’s already decided I’m guilty.

Still, I will not return harm for harm. I know who I am. I know my intentions. And I won’t allow anyone’s accusations to undo the work I’ve done to speak honestly and help others feel less alone.

I’ll keep writing. I’ll keep creating. I’ll keep walking my path with integrity, regardless of who misunderstands it.

Blessed be to those who see clearly.
Blessed be the ones who lead with compassion, even when it would be easier to throw stones.