What to do with this site of rants and bigotry…

It has bothered me lately… it is not who I am or what I believe… but words left my lips and words were typed… so, they came from my injured brain… is that okay, is that an excuse or acceptable behavior, just because I have a severe brain injury??? I do know the difference between right and wrong and I do know when not to be unfiltered… so why has any of this bothered me???

I remember… I remember a little girl with a whole different attitude before the Big Springs beating, death and stroke… just 13 years old and my world changed, because a woman had a kid that was not my dads and I call her mother… nothing more… just a manipulated situation that went wrong and I paid the price….

Yes, I am still angry and that is okay… it is melting away, as all things do over time, unless you fixate on it…

The emotional pain, wow… that is beyond complicated and has so many layers, I will have to get back to that subject in due time…

Control… control is in my hands… the PT worker asked if I remembered anything new… and I can not answer that question… it is way to early in this process to rule it out as I am finding..

There is much I have written that is prejudice, bigoted, hateful, mean, intrusive and negative… mostly about christians and their faith… after so much in the news about catholics and the Baptist… if people want to let their pocket books be emptied and their children be raped… nothing I do or say will stop it…

My mind is moving on… it’s yearning to write the story and I know I can’t start till we are settled and I have the quiet I need to maintain the focus… brain injury, distractions are not helpful, neither is noise…

Life moves forward and my words stay in print… I have to own what I wrote and thought… even though a man-made drug influenced that thought process… it really is a direction I have no desire to relive… but the experience will help with writing the book, because those souls are so much darker than what I wrote… an that drug took me to that place for the last 26 years… levothyroxine… the drug from hell….

As time pass’ I guess you do heal…

If you want too…

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I Remember… Margie and the light she brings into a room…

Sgt. USAF DAV