Living on my terms….

Living with conflict, because you do not know you have multiple brain injuries… is no picnic… and those who are living that know about my injuries… lets just say, they will never cross my threshold… not revenge… not hate… just the final door closing on some of my journey to remember….

Watching the news and hearing about how corrupt Trump and his Christian base are… would have set me off, gagged me to no end, instead, I am just reminded of the life I led up till Nov 7, 2017… based on Christian’s lies… and I let go a very deep sigh, yet my shoulders stay high… no longer defeated by a corrupt people or religion… oh this feels so good!!!…

We have been working the last couple of days to get our ducks in a row… house ready for listing, putting an offer in on a property back home and getting all that is needed in order to full fill these desires… no need to run to mommy and take her money, no need to ask Uncle the millionaire…

No, since Mike got sick in 2002… we have done all this on our disability income and living within our means and most of all buying what we needed, not wanted…. our reward, buying the home of OUR dreams, not anyone else’s….

I think the hardest thing for me in this journey, accepting I live with a “Mental”, “Condition” and when someone takes a swipe at those disabilities I look at them for what they are, bigots… doesn’t matter if you are college educated or illiterate… your ignorance is my defense and it sure makes my life so much easier, why???

Because I don’t give a rats ass what anyone else thinks…

I am living life on my terms….

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I remember… Margie… who always looked at you for your light or darkness…

Sgt. USAF DAV