Making Peace & Waiting for Nightmares…

I find myself more relaxed, yet on the verge of another revelation… It is funny how this memory thing works and how much it feels like I am being groomed for the next wake up call on the birth family… naive comes to mind… I have been on more than one occasion very naive… I guess that is why some cling to religion… They chose not to believe in themselves, but in the mythology and stories of a super natural being… kind makes me grin thinking about that… so for me it’s I believe in Magic you Muggles… sorry, could not pass that up… Nope, it just boils down to believing in myself, relying on myself and looking at the world with the same candor I have spouted for 63 years… No regrets, no desire to go back and change the way the world is spinning… just along for the ride and doing the best I can as a flawed human being… No interest in anyone else’s bling or lives or imagined status… Nope, just being me and trying to get through this 1,000 piece puzzle and take my life back from the birth family… You never realize how much influence people have on you, until you either wake and see them for what they are or you just accept that some lives will always be mired in mud-slinging, lying, stealing and cheating and throw in some brutal beating and expect a zebra to get spots instead of stripes… That is what I am struggling with… the reality that the world is a very ugly place to live and sometimes the only way to find the beauty of this world is to make your own… which may not include those living in fantasy… but then who is to say that my world isn’t just fantasy also… World without prejudice, bigotry, hate, discrimination and wars… My brain is still on vacation… just a thought that had been cycling through my brain…

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I Remember….

Author: maggi9454

My earliest memory is before the age of 2... by the time I was 13, I had no childhood memories... No holidays, no birthdays... On 11/5/17 a shooter in Texas changed all that... It triggered my memories from my 13th year... The Air Force covered it up an it happened in Big Springs, Texas 1967... Domestic violence, PTSD, TBI and I too served in the Air Force 10 years later... This is my story to remember what was stolen...