Memories that Haunt Me???

Had the music blasting in the house and listening to some good old 70’s music and the memory played out before my eyes….

The gist of the memory, a singing competition that was connected to the middle school in Big Springs, Texas…. 

I know we were in Big Springs by the summer of 67, because I went to the theatre up the street to watch Gone with the Wind…. and was so happy it was so long… as you can imagine, I escaped my house at every opportunity and guess what… never did my sister accompany me…. not even as teenagers… the sister that swears we are so close… but my edetic memory says we had no relationship at all… and I mean zero…. but the act must continue and continue the act they did…. it was survival of the fittest and since I am the only one not obese, drugged out or a religious zealot… I would say I escaped just in the nick of time….

As for the memory in Texas, it is important… if I am correct the memory is before the brutal beating that left me close to death and my big brother badly beaten and my siblings traumatized so much… they were easy to manipulate from that point on and they are still being manipulated 50 years later….

I mean come on… If Trump can do it and he is the most uneducated person ever… my mother can do it and still is… like I keep saying, you can’t fix stupid, stupid has to want to fix itself…

Now a couple of my siblings have broken laws that should put them in jail for a long time, if anyone ever turns them in… between elder abuse and social security fraud… the clock is ticking…

The memory in Texas brings back what happened in Big Springs when I received a Severe Traumatic Brain Injury…. and NO ONE TOLD ME… NOT MOMMA DEAREST OR DADDY DEAREST… all about image when you call yourself christian…

Labels??? I will never get why anyone on this earth calls themselves anything else except human…

I guess humanity only happens, when the only label you wear is Human… that is the only one I have… any other label… not in my vocabulary…. but very likely in yours… always about control… you can’t control me, so you label me… lol… you really can not fix stupid… honest you can’t…. I tried… UNCLE!!!

TimesUp #MeToo WhyIDidntTell

I Remember… Margie….

Author: Adorable Spite

Domestic violence is an old song, sung thru the ages like a hymn and purported to be the way christians live their lives... full of deceit, hate, bigotry and most of all fear... It is that fear that cost me my virginity, my soul and most of all my humanity... I had to fight to keep the christians hands off my soul, but they stole from my body and so did the U. S. Air Force... Rape and attempted murder... but image was more important... Vance AFB and Webb AFB... #WhyIDidntTell #MeToo TimesUP, Circle of Silence is no more....

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