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Strangewood
Come walk in strange woods,
Take care to travel silent
And as needles shake from waking pines,
A voice beckons from the shadows; calling like a breath of wind.
Princess of the forest
And my haunted heart,
Ghost of flowers bloomed and bent, a dream carried on past sleep.
Do not let it know your name.
For I have plucked every red rose from the garden
And burned them.
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The chances that people actually end up seeing this blog are slim to none I am sure. But I have high hopes that it will help to eventually put some peace to some of the emotions that I deal with in my life. And maybe even help some in my quest. Read on...
Today I received a text message from my father. It was an apology for how he treated me as a kid. It literally sank my heart.
There was a phone call before the text message that included a voice message I am glad that I did not hear until the day was over. It was him saying that he didn’t know why he was having to apologize, he just heard that I was waiting for one.
It isn't that I was necessarily “waiting” for an apology... Just asked once, did not get it, and had hope that one day I would receive it.
I did not have a “good” childhood. In fact it was more of a nightmare than anything really. My strongest memories are of abuse and mistreatment, verbal abuse, sexual abuse, physical abuse... My home life was always unstable and constant chaos.
My memories mainly surround being punished for something - anything really. It carried into insecurity issues that hang over my life as an adult today.
I am a gay male in my early 30′s. I have busted my ass to become someone that I never thought that I could be. And I do have my issues, we all do, but somehow I overcame the stereotype that usually surrounds people with my type of past.
I hope to be able to share this with people, mostly for myself, but also to give some insight into my world even though I have decided to remain anonymous.
the puzzle
Puzzles have always been my thing Figuring them out was never hard for me But this one was different It stepped into new territory Patience was required And a high level of difficulty should be anticipated So I’ve been working to put together the pieces Each piece contains a different kind of beauty Something rare and new I finished the puzzle And it created you
My Open Letter to Donald Trump/etc. RE: Healthcare Bill
Dear Mr. Trump and the "YES" Voters of the House of Representatives, I thought it would be a nice gesture to share with you the musings of one of your American citizens. I am a woman whose grandfathers both fought for this country in World War II; one of whom was a POW/MIA. He was also shot. This is NOT what he would want for his country; a country that accepted him at 16 years old in Ellis Island, straight from Italy. That being said, I feel moved to write about this impending healthcare plan; the plan passed by the House that's headed to our Senate very shortly to be voted upon for passage or denial. Today, I saw a frightening list of pre-existing conditions. I posted that list earlier. It was NOT all-inclusive, which is the even more terrifying part. It must be noted that today, rape, injuries suffered from domestic violence, sexual assault, and more became known as "pre-existing conditions." Donald Trump and those who voted to pass this bill very CLEARLY do not support women. Do you not believe me? Pregnancy, Caesarean sections, and other female-related issues are listed, too. A clause of this bill states the following: "States could apply for waivers that allow insurance companies in their states to do three things: 1) Charge older people more than five times what they charge young people for the same policy; 2) Eliminate required coverage, called essential health benefits including maternity care, mental health and prescription drugs, required under the Affordable Care Act; and 3) Charge more or deny coverage to people who have pre-existing health conditions, such as cancer, diabetes or arthritis." I, myself, have seven of those LISTED pre-existing conditions. I spoke with someone today who has nineteen. Nineteen. Let's make it personal, Donald, because that is exactly what this bill is: personal. I'm not a celebrity. I'm not famous for anything, well-known, or rich. I'm a human being, though. I deserve to live. I didn't ask for Pulmonary Embolisms or blood clots at 28; they just grew in my body. I didn't pray for asthma, female issues, anxiety, depression, or any of the other "pre-existing" conditions I may have that all of you high and mighty men and women believe define whether or not I deserve to afford healthcare. I'm a survivor, thanks to my doctors, my medication, and AFFORDABLE HEALTHCARE. So, Donald Trump, and all you Representatives that voted to approve this, I am thrilled that all of you are filthy rich, because YOU are responsible IF this passes completely. You are responsible for providing a decent, dignified burial for those you helped to die. Why? The answer is simple, really. EVERY American who dies because they cannot AFFORD to live is on YOUR hands. #LiveWithThat
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I really hope that you will read my tumblr one day, only to understand how much you mean to me even though you left me in pieces.
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