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Aug 11, 2010, 01:26 PM
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In the last couple of months we have been dealing with what we hope we have been dealing with our last major group of abuse memoirs. We got at T appointment in a couple of weeks but we just did not have it in us to talk about the abuse then hear how we were just being over sinstive and that we were only remembering the abuse that had happen to us before we came here with the faces of those that we had meet here.
We even got to see some of the people from boy scouts to be honest, for the first time we were glad that our son choice to quite it. For the ones we saw only made us want to barff. ~ We had to tell our son sorry because we were only able to stand being in the crowd fro so long but we went for a joy ride after wards and we finely started to laugh together again. We still have things to work out but at least for one day we felt like family instead of strangers. ~ He even shaved our head for us. It feels so much better for all those within. We have been homeless for so long that we could not keep our hair as clean as we liked it but it also took the pressure of our hair being used to control us to. The Dalmatians are happer thats for sure. It always got us how it was the simple things that always made us feel better or safer. ~ We picked on him and told him he could cry about how we cut his hair no more because he got our ear to. All he would say is now you know how I felt each time you did mine. ~ We are just trying to reast and think about the shelter in the rocks that keep us safe from the strom areound us. This place has allowed us to heal when those around us have at times only hurt us more. No wonder so many of us have anti-social on our list of dx. Who wants to hang out with others that just enjoy hurting us for the heck of it. Safe hugs from all of us as we are for a spell in the crack of a rock. 
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Sometimes the only way to find freedom is to fight for it, even unto death! Because no form of abuse transcends pass it! To live free and with hope is still the greatest gift of life!- anderson .gif "Boy Angel")
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Aug 11, 2010, 01:30 PM
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((((((((((((((((((((((((hugs)))))))))))))))))))))))
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Aug 11, 2010, 01:36 PM
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Sometimes the only way to find freedom is to fight for it, even unto death! Because no form of abuse transcends pass it! To live free and with hope is still the greatest gift of life!- anderson
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Aug 11, 2010, 02:00 PM
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........Not alone...................
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Aug 12, 2010, 06:26 PM
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 ....the axe soon forgets, but the tree remembers forever... (Chinese fortune cookie) |
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Aug 12, 2010, 09:06 PM
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(((( (((( (((( ((((Safe Hugs Anderson)))) )))) )))) ))))
You are not alone Anderson, you reached out in friendship to me a long time ago and it is not forgotten or taken for granted (((( (((( (((( ((((safe hugs )))) )))) )))) ))))
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 Peace, the deep imperturbable peace is right there within you, quieten the mind and slow the heart and breathe...breathe in the perfume of the peace rose and allow it to spread throughout your mind body and senses...it can only benefit you and those you care about...I care about you |
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Aug 13, 2010, 07:48 PM
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Sometimes the only way to find freedom is to fight for it, even unto death! Because no form of abuse transcends pass it! To live free and with hope is still the greatest gift of life!- anderson
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