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Tis the season to be jolly, but why is this also the time that those of us that have been hurt so much in the past to at times just endure?
~ I/we can sit here and list the good things that we now have but they are all physical things. From the apartment and all the things in it. The funds that have allowed us to get things that we miss having and have enjoyed. ~ But the one thing a human soul needs is friendship. That has been denied to us the majority of my/our life since we moved to here. ~ Last night a person brought us gifts for Christmas. When we talked I was able to tell him we sorry but in the last three years everyone that we known that would not hurt us. Were kind to us at first but then turn there backs on us and not want to talk or do anything with us. They may not have hurt our body but because they would not take the time to get to know the real story about who we are, they would not help us to protect the body they left us open to physical abuse by the very people that lied to them then hurt us. ~ Here it is Christmas the last month of the year. This is the time people should be thinking of those good, kind, happy memoirs. But all we can think of is that we are going to be signing off my son so that he can finely have a real life. Where he is not used against me. Or outcast for having a mother that is different from those around her. Those within honestly thought that we would have found freedom of bigotry or a small amount of acceptance so that we could have a real relationship with our son. ~ But it was not to be the only way he could find peace with the community was to let him go. The gift to me is now he will talk with us and spend time with us with out anger or frustration that had grown with how those treated him for being my son. ~ The greatest gift of all is that my son now is having a real life with those around him. I may not be able to enjoy it with him but to be able to see him grow and change into a real man, a man any mother would be proud of. Is something that I /we can not put into words.
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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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thanks for sharing although we are not sure really how to respond except to say we care and are listening
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(((((silent wisper)))))
just being heard is a christmas gift. ![]()
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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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i hope things get better for you, and next year you will have a new and better holiday season... best wishes, Gus
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((((((((((((Anderson))))))))))))
No real words, but I know that things will get better for you... ![]() ![]()
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the past is my future. the pain is my emotion that is my prison. what I feel is as confusing as to why I feel it? |
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