WARNING: PICTURES AND STORIES ARE HEART-WRENCHING, PLEASE BE PREPARED!!!
This is a tough topic for me because it hits home, both on a personal level as a victim and with others that I know that have been abused also.
Please be patient as you read this and do not judge, it is not anybody’s place to judge but God’s.
This blog is not meant for a gossip session, it is simply a story of peoples lives that have been deeply hurt by abuse.
It isn’t written for sympathy, it is written so prayerfully others will read it, talk to somebody trustworthy, make changes and not suffer the way so many millions of others and myself have.
We’re going to start at the beginning.
Who could ever be such an evil monster as to hurt a tiny, helpless baby?
Yet it happens every day of every year, multiple times per day, some resulting in serious injuries and sadly some in death.
So many babies are hurt by the shaken baby syndrome, why would you want to do that?
If your baby is crying then try singing to the wee one, or check the diaper, maybe they’re hungry.
If you start to lose control, gently lay your baby in its crib.
Leave the room and walk into a different room for just a couple of minutes.
Compose yourself, remember this is a precious baby that depends on you to love it.
That precious baby crying a few minutes alone while you get composure is so much better than you losing your cool.
Hurting your baby, shaking your baby to death;or hitting that precious little one, or any other harm you may do.
Please don’t everhurt your baby or any baby. They are helpless and should only receive love and care.
God blessed you with a beautiful baby, but injuring or killing it, is one of the most gruesome cruel things you can possibly ever do.
This precious baby was placed in a coma because some idiot lost their cool.
How? Why? How can you live with this? Your own baby?
That precious baby trusts you to take care of it, help it, love the little one, rock it to sleep, hold him, sing, cuddle, feed him or her, absolutely adore that precious baby of yours, or that you are caring for.
Love is not bringing harm to a baby, for any reason, at any time, ever!
Do not ever be a monster and hurt or murder your baby, or anybody else’s baby.
There is absolutely no excuse for abuse or harm to a baby ever, not ever!!!!!
Nobody has a right to ever hurt a child either, ever, not under any circumstances.
Abuse comes in many forms, verbal abuse – calling your child names, insulting them, comparing them to their siblings, telling them they will never be worth anything, those words hurt, and they hurt deep. I know, I honestly truly know.
Then there’s physical abuse – slapping a child across the face, punching them with your fist.
Or shoving them down, throwing things at them, hitting them with whatever you can get your hands on at the moment.
People that is absolutely wrong, each and every one of these actions are wrong, and bring harm to a child.
Abuse leaves scars in many forms, some visible, many not.
But often times, those memories and emotional scars, they will carry them throughout their lives.
The Bible says spare the rod, spoil the child. But that does not mean to beat your child, ever.
A spanking should only be done with love.
Never should it be done in anger, that can turn into a beating with anger and rage.
A belt that is used too harshly or out of anger can cause marks, bruises, and blood under the skin for days.
Not to mention the undue pain caused to your child, worse yet a hickory off a tree.
They leave horrible painful blood “You better not tell a soul unless you want more where that came from.”
Please, please wake up, and treat children with love, and stop this madness of childhood abuse!!
TEEN YEARS AND DATING
Girls, I want to tell you something point blank.
I learned this from experience first hand.
If you have a friend or boyfriend, and he yells at you, or puts you down, or insults you, or worse yet abuses you in any way form or fashion…..
Girls, LISTEN…. drop him like a hot potato, never to take him back.
If a guy treats you bad just when your friends or dating,
IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE IN TIME!
You may be thinking, I have no idea what I am talking about.
But I experienced it first hand, with a boyfriend, and it only got worse.
Thank the Lord, I finally wised up and broke up with him.
Please, girls, listen, drop them, break up and steer clear.
If he hurts you now, he will most definitely hurt you more and more and even harsher even later.
PLEASE LISTEN, AND RUN!!!! THE GUY IS NOT WORTH IT.
YOU ARE A VALUABLE WONDERFUL GIRL, AND YOU DESERVE BETTER!!!!
I’m going to talk straight from experience and the heart here.
This part is very tough to write and probably hard to read for some of you, but sometimes God uses the really bad things in one’s life to help others.
So, do not feel sorry for me as you read this, but listen to what I am saying and please, please learn from my mistakes.
I don’t ever want another woman or any children to go through what we did.
Let’s start at the beginning, I married my high school sweetheart.
He was 19, I was 16. No, I was not pregnant, before you start thinking that.
I suppose we got married a bit too young because the honeymoon part only lasted about a month.
Please know I loved and still love this man, God rest his soul.
I don’t think two people in love can share 15 years together and have two children, and divorce just kills that love you shared.
Yes, it changes, but yet, it is still there.
We started arguing a lot over family, finances, all those early marriage things.
Then one day he hit me across the face.
I called my parents and moved back home.
What happened next?
He called and said, “I don’t know what came over me, come back home honey, I’m so sorry, and I’ll never hurt you again, I promise.”
I went back and it wasn’t a month till it happened again.
Same promises, good for a while, abuse again.
NO, I wasn’t innocent in all of it, I would lash out at him big time when he started cussing and calling me names.
But, I did not deserve to be physically abused, no person ever deserves physical abuse.
Time passed, we had our first child a son, a year later I was pregnant again with our baby girl.
He wasn’t happy, he didn’t want another child, we were fighting constantly, and in anger, he threw me across a bed into the floor and wall and walked out.
I was about 6 months pregnant, and neither he or the family in that room cared at all about what had just happened, nobody.
I called my parents to come and get me and went back home to my parents’ house.
This time I filed for divorce and he called begging me to drop it daily, that he had changed, he was sorry, he would never ever hurt me again, he promised.
I so wanted us to work it out, we had one child, and one on the way; so I canceled the divorce, believed him and went back again.
This pattern went on for years, good times, bad times, leaving, apologies and promises; then promises broken over and over.
Why did I stay because of our children, and because I loved him?
I always blamed it on the fact that he was tired, or had a rough day, or didn’t feel good.
I was always making excuses to try to justify it in my mind.
Then one day, he struck our son in the face, we were in the car headed to a funeral.
I was livid.
I told him he better not ever lay a hand on one of our children again.
But one day in one of his fits he threatened to hit our son again; our children were small both under the age of 10 years old.
Yes, I know what I am about to tell you will probably shock the daylights out of you.
But I got our children and we went into our bedroom, told the kids to stay on that bed and not move.
When he yelled and cussed and tried to come in, I met him with a double barrel shotgun, pointed straight in his chest.
I very firmly told him if he ever laid a hand on our children or even threatened it I would kill him point blank, period!!
No, the gun wasn’t loaded and I just prayed hard he would think it was.
He backed off then, and never once did he threaten that again.
It got better for a couple of years, but then it started again.
There was a tragic accident, and it changed him horribly.
And before we knew it he announced at Christmastime at the table during supper to all of us, “I am moving out the first of the year.”
He really did, then it was just me and the two kids, and our world was torn apart.
But we managed, with God’s grace, me working and others help we got through it.
But it was a wicked divorce, with way too many harsh words, threats, and our two children’s world was shattered.
He never called them, didn’t even send birthday cards, he acted like they didn’t even exist for about a year.
What happened, I met somebody else, and somehow he found out.
Then, and only then, he suddenly wanted to be in our children’s lives,
But that was the absolute only good thing in the future that came out of me meeting somebody else.
THIS IS GOING TO BE MY HARDEST TIME TO TELL YOU ABOUT, IT IS STILL WAY TOO PAINFUL IN SO MANY WAYS TO EVEN THINK ABOUT.
I STILL HAVE NIGHTMARES VERY OFTEN BECAUSE OF THIS TIME IN LIFE!!!
BUT WHAT I AM GOING TO TELL YOU IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT, PLEASE PLEASE LISTEN!!!!
I THOUGHT THIS GUY I MET WAS REALLY NICE, EVEN PICKED US UP AND TOOK US TO CHURCH IN THE VERY BEGINNING, BUT…
THE OLD SAYING BEWARE OF THE WOLF IN SHEEPS CLOTHING DESCRIBES THIS MONSTER OF A MAN.
THE TRUE SIDE OF HIM CAME OUT VERY QUICKLY, HE WAS THE EPITOME OF ABUSIVE.
HE DESTROYED MY LIFE, AND MY CHILDRENS LIVES.
HE CAME ONE NIGHT AT THREE IN THE MORNING WHILE I WAS ONLY DATING HIM AND BROKE OUT MY BEDROOM WINDOW.
I WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO FORGIVE HIM AND GIVE HIM ANOTHER CHANCE WHEN HE APOLOGIZED AND SAID IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.
TIME PASSED AND I WAS CRAZY ENOUGH TO MARRY THIS GUY.
WE WERE IN CHURCH IT ALL SEEMED GOOD, BUT WITHIN THE FIRST MONTH….
HE HAD HIT ME SEVERAL TIMES AGAIN.
THEN ONE NIGHT HE WAS ANGRY AND LOCKED OUR BEDROOM DOOR.
MY CHILDREN HEARD IT SHUT AND CAME AND ASKED IF I WAS OKAY.
I HAD TO LIE TO MY BABIES AND SAY I WAS FINE.
WHILE LYING THERE IN SILENCE BEING THREATENED THAT HE WOULD HARM THEM NEXT AND BEING VIOLENTLY RAPED.
ONCE AGAIN HE THREATENED ME THAT IF I TOLD ANYBODY OR TRIED TO LEAVE HE WOULD HURT MY CHILDREN.
I WAS AFRAID OF HIM, FOR MYSELF, BUT MOSTLY FOR MY CHILDREN!!
I WAS TERRIFIED AND AFRAID HE REALLY WOULD HURT THEM.
SO I SAID NOTHING TO NOBODY.
I COULDN’T ALWAYS HIDE THE MARKS, THE BRUISES, THE BUSTED LIP, BUT I WOULD SAY I FELL, OR RAN INTO THE DOOR.
I WOULD COVER THE BRUISES AND CUTS AS BEST AS POSSIBLE AND PRETENDED ALL WAS WELL.
BUT HE TERRORIZED US, THREATENED ME WITH HARMING THE KIDS.
ABUSED ME, VERBALLY, EMOTIONALLY AND PHYSICALLY.
HE EVEN BROKE MY LEG IN A FIT OF ANGER, IT WAS HORRIBLE.
AND AGAIN WAS THREATENED TELL SOMEBODY AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS TO YOUR KIDS.
AFTER A TIME, MY SON WENT TO LIVE WITH HIS DAD, AND MY DAUGHTER FOLLOWED SHORTLY AFTER.
I THOUGHT, AT LAST, I CAN GET AWAY FROM HIM, BUT…..
WHEN I TOLD HIM I WAS FILING FOR A DIVORCE TO GET OUT,….
HE…. HE…. HE PINNED ME DOWN AND STABBED ME IN THREE PLACES WITH THIS LITTLE TOOL HE KEPT FOR WORK.
MY LEG, MY THIGH, AND THE SIDE OF MY CHEST.
HE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT HE WAS DOING.
NOT DEEP ENOUGH TO NEED AN AMBULANCE, BUT DEEP ENOUGH TO CAUSE SEVERE PAIN.
I REMEMBER BEING MORE TERRIFIED THAN I EVER HAD IN MY LIFE.
I WAS SO AFRAID HE WAS FINALLY GOING TO KILL ME.
I HURT AND BLED SO BAD, YET I DIDN’T TELL A SOUL, NEVER REPORTED IT.
I TREATED THE STAB WOUNDS THE BEST WAY I KNEW HOW AND REMAINED SILENT, PRETENDING ALL WAS WELL.
WHY? BECAUSE HE TOLD ME HE WOULD DO THE SAME THINGS TO MY KIDS IF I MADE HIM LEAVE AND DIVORCED HIM.
TIME PASSED AND IT GOT BETTER AGAIN, NO ABUSE FOR MONTHS. I THOUGHT AT LAST SOME PEACE.
THE KIDS GREW UP, THEY HAD EVEN STARTED VISITING SOME, THINGS HAD GOTTEN BETTER.
MY DAUGHTER MARRIED AND I WAS EXPECTING MY FIRST GRANDCHILD.
ALL WAS WELL FOR A BIT, EVEN BACK IN CHURCH TOGETHER.
MY DAUGHTER AND HER HUSBAND EVEN STAYED WITH US FOR A LITTLE BIT IN THE BEGINNING TIL THEY HAD A PLACE OF THEIR OWN.
THEY GOT SETTLED IN AND THAT BEAUTIFUL BABY GIRL WAS BORN!!!
THEY FOUND A PLACE TO RENT AND START THEIR LIFE TOGETHER.
BUT HE WAS JEALOUS AND ANGRY THAT I SPENT TIME WITH THEM, BOUGHT THINGS FOR THEM AND IT STARTED AGAIN.
THEN ONE EVENING I WAS FIXING SUPPER, THE KIDS WERE COMING TO EAT WITH US.
HE GOT MAD AND PULLED A BUTCHER KNIFE AND SWUNG AT ME.
THAT WAS THE BREAKING POINT.
I GOT THROUGH SUPPER LIKE EVERYTHING WAS JUST FINE.
WENT TO BED, SCARED AND ANGRY AND TIRED OF IT ALL.
THE NEXT MORNING I THOUGHT THE KIDS WERE GROWN, HE CANT HURT THEM NOW.
I TOLD HIM TO LEAVE AND NEVER EVER COME BACK AGAIN, I FILED FOR A DIVORCE.
I GOT AN ORDER OF PROTECTION AND STARTED LIVING MY LIFE, THOUGHT ALL WOULD BE WELL.
YET, I WAS SO ASHAMED AND ANGRY WITH MYSELF THAT I NEVER SPOKE UP, NEVER REPORTED ANYTHING.
THAT I WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO PUT UP WITH THIS ABUSE, RAPE, STAB WOUNDS, BROKEN BONES IN SILENCE FOR YEARS.
NOBODY UNDERSTOOD WHY I WAS WITH HIM, I WOULDN’T TELL THEM FOR FEAR OF MY CHILDRENS SAFETY.
I WAS AN IDIOT TO STAY!! I WAS AN IDIOT NOT TO KICK HIM OUT!! I WAS AN IDIOT FOR NOT PRESSING CHARGES!!
I SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN A DIVORCE YEARS EARLIER.
YET INSTEAD I BELIEVED HIS THREATS AND LIES.
I WAS PUTTING ME, MY CHILDREN, AND MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS THROUGH SUCH TURMOIL.
HE WENT ON TO STALK ME FOR YEARS HERE AND THERE, FOLLOWING ME, CALLS, MESSAGES.
BUT AT LAST, I DONT FEEL THREATENED BY HIM ANYMORE.
YES, THE NIGHTMARES STILL HAPPEN, THE DOCTORS CALL IT PTSD.
SIMPLY BECAUSE OF ALL THE ABUSE AND TRAUMA AND FEAR, I ENDURED.
BUT PRAISE THE LORD, I DON’T LET HIM BOTHER ME ANYMORE!
LADIES, DONT PUT UP WITH IT, LEAVE, FLEE, GO SOMEWHERE SAFE, FILE CHARGES, FILE FOR A DIVORCE, GET AN ORDER OF PROTECTION.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE…… LEARN FROM THESE STORIES.
PLEASE GET AWAY FROM THE ABUSIVE MEN.
THEY ARE NOT WORTH IT, THEY WILL NOT CHANGE AND IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE AS TIME PASSES.
MY PRAYER IS THAT YOU LISTEN WITH YOUR HEAD, AND NOT YOUR HEART.
THAT YOU WILL GET OUT AND DO WHAT IS BEST FOR YOU, YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR LIFE.
I HAD A HEAD INJURY FROM MY FIRST HUSBAND DELIBERATELY KNOCKING ME DOWN ON PAVEMENT AND BUSTING THE BACK OF MY HEAD.
I WAS RAPED, BEATEN, STABBED THREE TIMES, AND RECEIVED BROKEN BONES FROM THE NEXT HUSBAND.
AND NOW I ALSO LIVE WITH A PERMANENT NECK INJURY AND OTHER HEALTH ISSUES THAT CANT BE HEALED.
RUN LADIES, RUN NEVER TO LOOK BACK, NEVER TO GO BACK.
PLEASE LEARN FROM MY MISTAKES BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE!!!!
How many of you have heard of Senior Care facilities and abuse? If you’re like me, way too many times.
Just one time is too much!
Yet it happens often, and most of the time by the ones that are supposed to be taking care of them.
There are so many forms of physical abuse for Seniors in Nursing Homes and Care facilities.
There are physical confrontations where the caregiver, will push them, get them way too fast, or set them down way too hard, pull on their arms out of anger, berate them verbally, or neglect them completely knowing they need assistance and care; and what comes along with this mistreatment, bullying, that they better be quiet about it if they know what’s good for them.
Many of our Seniors live in silence, fearful of what the abusive caregivers or others may do to them next, and they are way too frightened to speak up.
For the most part, families put their loved ones in a facility thinking it is the best thing for them. But people, if you really love them and want the best for them; then you better be visiting often, phone calls are fine, yes but true eye to eye visits are going to help you know for sure about your loved ones.
I have both worked, volunteered and visited many times in Nursing homes and Assisted Living Facilities. Some professionals take great care of their residents, love them dearly.
But others sadly are horribly neglected or abused in various ways, personally, I think these cruel idiots need to be fired with the truth being put in their records, professional license revoked never to work in that profession again.
Who is most apt to be abused, those that have nobody that cares enough to visit and talk withthem. To keep a known presence with your loved one.
Believe me, you would be shocked how many of our precious Senior citizens are placed in a nursing home, without so much as a phone call, visit or anything from a family member or friend.
It’s like, out of sight, out of mind.
To me, that is deplorable, these dear souls, loved you, raised you, took care of you, was there for you; and yet people just place them in a nursing home, and basically never ever return again. I know of a few cases right here in my hometown.”
That’s so wrong on every level imaginable. A true tragedy people, a selfish, unloving cruel neglectful tragedy, shame on all those that do this!!!
And it’s not just in Nursing homes or assisted living facilities that this happens.
It, unfortunately, happens in the Seniors own home, by caregivers and even family.
There is abuse in some cases when the Senior is able to stay in their own home, with caregivers stopping in to help them. I’ve known of occasions where the caregivers would only do part of their job to take care of them or be harsh with them.
Then there are the adult children that move their loved ones in with them, or the siblings and family members take turns being with their loved ones in their own home.
What happens some times?
The family members get tired of their loved ones constant needs and snaps at them or worse.
What are you thinking??????
Are you completely nuts??????
You do not hurt other people at any time, there is no reason for it, EVER!!!!
PEOPLE, WAKE UP, GROW UP, THAT IS SO VERY WRONG.
NOBODY SHOULD EVER ABUSE ANOTHER PERSON, EVER!!!!!
SO STOP! BE SMART ENOUGH TO GET YOURSELF COUNSELING, ANGER MANAGEMENT!
STOP THE MADNESS!!!! STOP THE CYCLES!!!!! STOP THE VIOLENCE!!!!!
PEOPLE PLEASE IF YOU OR SOMEBODY YOU KNOW IS BEING ABUSED IN ANY WAY………..
PLEASE PLEASE, SPEAK UP, I SO WISH THAT I HAD, TELL THE TRUTH TO SOMEBODY!!!
DONT MAKE THE MISTAKES I MADE, AND LIVE IN FEAR, WITH LOW SELF ESTEEM, FEELING AS IF YOU BROUGHT IT ON, THAT IT ALL MUST BE YOUR FAULT, OR YOU DESERVE IT!!!
NOBODY AND I MEAN NOBODY EVER DESERVES TO BE ABUSED IN ANY WAY FORM OR FASHION!!!
MOST OF THE TIME THE ABUSERS THREATS IF YOU TELL ARE SIMPLY SCARE TACTICS TO KEEP YOU SILENT!!!
PLEASE WHETHER IT IS AN INFANT, TODDLER, CHILD, TEENAGER, YOUNG ADULT, MIDDLE AGE ADULT, OR SENIOR; SPEAK UP, TELL SOMEBODY YOU TRUST AND GET HELP NOW!!!!
YOU ARE A VALUABLE WORTHY PERSON, YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE TO LIVE IN FEAR FROM SOMEBODY EVER!!!
PLEASE SPEAK UP, TELL SOMEBODY!!!
I SO WISH I HAD SO MANY TIMES IN MY LIFE, DONT MAKE MY MISTAKES!!!
Our government, I’m seriously disappointed in the leaders of our country right now.
Squabbling, and bickering, and sometimes just being really ugly to the fellow members of our government.
Why can they not simply just stop and think about what the arguments and tantrums are doing to the American people?
I can remember my children as toddlers, those times they would act like spoiled little brats and throw those famous temper tantrums that children are so known for.
But folks, in my opinion, our Countries leaders are acting just as bad if not worse than a toddler throwing a tantrum.
They so need to quit pitching fits, put on their adult clothes and act like somebody. They need to stop and think what their bickering is doing to our country and the people who live here.
We are citizens of the United States of America. Our country was founded by people that cared about this country and its people, even the posterity to come.
They believed in God, had morals, and worked together as a group for the betterment of our this United States of America.
Am I an American citizen? Of course, I am. Born and bred in Tennessee, and it’s home; always has been and always will be. So yes I am a southern girl, through and through.
I believe in God, do my best to live right in His eyes, still say yes mam and no sir, please and thank you. Care about my neighbors, our Church family and have strong convictions and morals, and I work, have for 23 years now at the same place.
So I bet you can already guess I am a conservation Christian that votes Republican. Do I always agree with everything about their choices, goodness no. Especially right now.
I think all this bickering and partial shut down of our government is ridiculous. What point does it really prove?
I voted for Mr. Trump, I truly think he wants what’s best for America. I don’t care for hisarrogance and the way he acts so pompous some times. But, bless his soul, maybe that will lessen in time; and he will become more humble.
What I do NOT agree with is the fight over a wall, and shutting down part of our government to prove a point, if I’m the President and I have the power to do this if I want. To me, that’s just wrong!
It’s wrong to hurt all the people that live here, that vote, work hard, and do their best for their families and those around them. Just so he can throw a tantrum because he is not getting his way over a wall.
Shame on you, Mr. President, causing hardship on the same American people that some voted you into office. Bet they aren’t very happy with you now. A lot of people just aren’t.
Yes, we have bad people, evil people that commit hideous crimes, and yes a lot of the drugand sex trafficking and gangs may come from South America. But evil is everywhere around us, just take a look here in America. Its American citizens killing school children and Church members and our officers, among many others. Our prisons are full of American citizens that have committed hideous crimes. You can’t judge an entire country by a few evil people that live in it. Think about that. What would people say about us as Americans when you think of all the evil going on here in our own country?
And you are not supposed to cause hardship on your fellow man by saying, well I’m not getting my way, so I’m just going to shut a bunch of this down, till you all see it my way.
Good grief, Mr. President.
Everybody agrees to some extent about people coming to our country legally, yes all should. No, it’s not like the Hispanic culture has to get off a boat like the early settlers did and go through the ports; or fly by jet in today’s world and go through airport security. Yes, it is true that they can simply walk here.
But have you ever sat and listened to the horrors, brutality and inhumane treatment some of them go through to get here, to make a better life for their families? Have you? If not, maybe it’s high time you do.
But have you all stopped to think about how those that work hard, and love their families, simply want to come to America to build a better life for their families? Just like all our ancestors did so many years ago?
Some of the hardest working people I see sometimes are the Hispanic culture. Yes, we may provide benefits for many, yes people scream they take away our jobs. But folks we provide benefits from people of all countries, don’t we? And a bunch that does not deserve it!!!!
Wake up people, how many people in our country have drawn unemployment and lived off the government, simply because they do not want to work. They would rather sit at home, play their games, talk on their free phones, run to the doctor for every little ache and pain, scream “oh how I hurt,” to receive prescription pain pills that they sell later to help them live their lifestyle of doing nothing except their addictive habits, watch television, play electronic games, burn up social media with the free phones our government gave them and pigging out on the junk food that they purchase with the food stamps we provide for them.
I know I’m probably ruffling some feathers, and to me that is okay. We have the right to think and believe and voice our opinions. Our constitution made that possible. But everything I have said is true.
America’s citizens that truly need help, our seniors, our veterans, the widows, those that are single parents and can’t make ends meet but work and try hard are the ones that suffer. There’s something so wrong with our government when a Senior citizen is offered $ 16.00 a month for food assistance. Really????
Yet we have all these lazy deadbeats in our country, yes I am talking about the American citizens, sitting on their rump drawing $ 500.00 and $ 600.00 dollars a month and more, plus all kinds of other assistance.
That is sooooooo very wrong!!!!
It is WRONG to shut down our government and make the American people suffer, and work without pay, oh yes, maybe there’s a promise that some of them will be paid later; but what on earth are they supposed to do in the meantime.
They have families to feed, gas to put in their cars, mortgage or rent to pay, lights and utilities to keep on, money for their kids’ school needs. The old saying money doesn’t grow on trees is still true today.
What about our parks that are closed, it’s tax time, the IRS, its flu season, the fact that our food isn’t being inspected, our waters that are not protected, our prisons need guards that have their mind on their job completely, our air traffic control, and on and on.
How would all of you Senators and Congress folks feel, if you lost your paycheck? If you had to worry how you are going to get to work, or pay that doctor bill, or keep the lights on in frigid temperatures, or keep food on the table?
What is good for the goose is good the gander. I’ve heard that expression all my life.
If you want to shut down part of the government and make them work for free. Then why don’t you open up everything again; and this time do it right.
Make the leaders, the Senators, the Congressman, the White House staff work every day without pay, not knowing when you ever will get a paycheck.
They are the ones that are supposed to have the best interest of the American people first and foremost in their mind. But are they?
So for all you government folks, it’s time for you to put on your big girl and big boy clothes, stop acting like spoiled toddlers, get up off that floor and stop those temper tantrums, and act like adults.
We the people had enough confidence in each of you to vote you all into office. Stop making us all regret it, and live up to your role as leaders of our country, instead of a bunch of whining babies.
Our forefathers would roll over in their graves, seeing how our government is acting this year.
Immigration? Didn’t ALL our descendants come from other countries?
Didn’t our early ancestors come to America, fighting hunger, disease, danger and so many other things, even death?
And for what?
So they could make and have a better life for their families than they did in their home country?
Who are we to judge who has a right to come to America?
All our ancestors came from somewhere else: Europe, Asia, Germany, Russia, Africa, Italy, Greece, Ireland and on and on.
When the first settlers came, do you think the Indians were happy about that? We were plumb evil to each other for a long time.
But then as more and more people started to arrive, America started growing and prospering.
Yes, I’m sure there were some conflicts among the people, some serious and deadly conflicts along the way.
People just don’t like change. But look how far our country has come since then.
But in my opinion, we are so very very wrong to keep people from coming to America to have a better life!
Yes, no doubt there are some very wicked people amongst those that want to come to America; and not just from South America; but from all countries!
But look how many evil Americans we have here, BORN AND BRED. the rapists, murderers, drug dealers, child molesters, or all those that shot children and adults in schools and Churches, and on and on. Our prisons are overflowing with people that have done evil things.
Do we really think we are any better than the people in any other country or society?
Look around, watch the news, read the paper, the internet headlines.
We have a whole lot of really evil people in our own country as well.
There are good and bad people on every continent, in every country, in every city to the smallest little hometown.
But on the other hand, a lot of them are just simple folk wanting a better life for their family; just like each of our ancestors did.
And another thing, I think it is a crying shame that we call our fellow man “illegal aliens”.
Shame on each and every person that does so!
How would you like to be called that, it would hurt your feelings wouldn’t it?
Then stop saying it!!!!!
People are not flying here in ufo’s, they are not little green Martians.
They are people, plain and simple people just like all of us are.
We are all human beings, created by God, and all of us, I repeat, ALL OF US, are very precious to Him.
We all were created in HIS image, we all have a heart, soul, life, feelings, and we all were created to be equal in His eyes.
And WE ALL SHOULD SEE EVERYBODY IN THIS WORLD AS OUR EQUAL, EVERYBODY!!!!!
Instead of looking down our noses at others, avoiding those that are poor, homeless, mentally challenged, fat, thin, smart, dumb, dress differently, speak a different language; are different than you or me, we should treat them the way we want to be treated; the golden rule.
Do you get the point?
Stop judging and start showing kindness and compassion to others, everybody!!!
And remember we ALL had ancestors that immigrated to America for a better life, and all, I repeat ALL, should be allowed to immigrate today as well.
Don’t get me wrong.
Yes, they should do everything in their power to become amodel citizen of the United States. And we should treat them as such.
Most come to simply work, and provide for their loved ones here, and to send money to their families back home.
Just go into any store on a Thursday or Friday at lunchtime when they have their paychecks from a long week of work.
The Hispanic folks are in there cashing their checks and getting money orders to send to their loved ones still living in their homeland.
People scream they have come and taken away Americas jobs. Do you all even realize how many Americans do not, and will not work.
You couldn’t get some to go to work in a pie factory and get paid just for tasting them!!!
Some folks, actually a whole bunch of American folks would rather sit in their home often provided by the government, draw checks from the government, spend their days watching tv, playing video games, eating the food the government provides in ebt, and selling their pills that they get from some of these doctors that hand them out like candy, with a me mentality.
I have actually heard a few people, American citizens, actually say. “Why should I work? I’ve got it made just like I am.”
Some folks may not like the Hispanic culture, but they seem to work a whole lot harder and do a lot more of the tough jobs than a lot of Americans, that think they don’t have to work or will not work doing hard labor.
And their culture truly believes in family, with genuine care and concern to provide for their loved ones.
That’s okay, I didn’t have a clue either til a few years ago.
Heres my story:
I decided to get braces and had to have jaw surgery during the process. All of that was fine, but the second jaw surgery was a mistake. It wasn’t a mistake that I had it, it was a mistake of the timing and the drugs prescribed for the pain afterward. I knew that morning there was a very uneasy feeling even as I sat in the chair as the doctor came in, but I didn’t follow that uneasy feeling and stop and reschedule, and I have regretted it ever since.
Please don’t get me wrong, he’s a good doctor it wasn’t the surgery, it was the pills he prescribed for the pain after the surgery. Even when we got to the pharmacy they were concerned, it just wasn’t prescribed much anymore. Dilaudid, four times a day. HUGE BIG MISTAKE!!!!
I basically stayed asleep for all seven days except when hubby would wake me up for protein and more medicine. I guess the purpose of it was to keep me sedated while the worst part of the pain passed. The medicine did its job but the cost of it was great. I don’t mean the cash cost, the price I had to pay afterward, the damage it did to my body, the damage that can never be cured….. gastroparesis.
It took a lot of doctor visits, tests, specialists and finally a few trips to the Mayo Clinic in Florida to find out what was wrong. I had every test there was for a gi problem, and let me tell you, some of them were anything but pleasant. But at last, thanks to a very intelligent caring GI Specialist named Dr. Wang, I had an answer.
There were even more tests, and the final one, radioactive nuclear testing. It was an interesting and tiring and painful day at the Mayo Clinic that day. At least I made a friend and she and I just spent the day together after eating radioactive eggs, and wondering the halls for hours and then keep returning for pictures every few hours, and for me the next three days. We would just walk around with our hands on our stomachs like we were pregnant, at least it brought smiles from others instead of strange looks.
So what does it do to your life? your body? The answer is simple, it means your stomach is not working, paralyzed, dead nerve. Things just don’t digest, and your entire gastro system is affected.
Some people just have a mild case, that can still eat and enjoy life; others moderate that do okay at times, and other times painful flare-ups, and then there is the severe type. That’s when life changes completely as you know it.
Food the thing that is meant to keep your body healthy is basically a painful poison to your body’s gastro system. You eat some type of food, any type of food and it just sits in there, for my body way too long; causing nausea, indigestion, abdominal swelling, sometimes vomiting, among other things, and enough pain to make you want to scream.
Does it go away in an hour or two, no try a few days later when your stomach is treated. So what do I eat, you wonder? I basically don’t. It’s down now to where it is liquids the majority of the time. Protein drinks, not the ones kids love today; its the ones like boost and ensure; and several of them a day, herbal teas, peppermint oil tea, and lots and lots of water.
I used to hate this routine, it was a very low dark time for quite some time. But after a few years I finally have a routine, doctor approved. Proteins, and liquids (Coffee, tea, water) for six days a week. I eat what I want on Saturday, deal with the pain, GERD, indigestion, nausea and bloating and immense pain til Wednesday morning. And then I treat it with prescription medicine and proceed. Each week of every month; every month of every year.
Do I rebel sometimes and eat on days other than Saturdays? Yes. And I regret it immediately, but sometimes the hunger just gets overwhelming, and at times you get to where you’re so weak you can’t go on, without a bite of solid food and tired, oh my, I’m always tired, always. But each time, I eat like that I regret it horribly, even though I needed it, because of the pain, GERD, bloating, indigestion and on and on, it is unbearable.
What’s really hard, people being normal and eating with you in the same room, or Holidays, you want to eat at family gatherings, but you know if you do, it’s going to bring unavoidable consequences. And I struggle with what to do, so do I just drink some tea, and avoid the food, and physically be okay; or give in to all the smells and eat and suffer for hours and days?
It really is a horrible disease. And the majority of people around you can not start to understand how you feel, physically, mentally or emotionally. It’s not a visible paralysis of a limb, a person cant see a paralyzed stomach so they just don’t and can’t understand.
This blog isn’t for any of you to say bless you, or have pity or anything else.
I wrote this very personal story so that others can understand that pain pills can be very dangerous, even when prescribed by your doctor for just a short time. Please, people, be careful, with what you take, and what you do. And if you have this disease don’t give up, life is still worth living, yes there are changes to be made, but you can adapt to anything if you put your mind to it.
For those of you with a loved one that suffers from this, please try to be understanding and supportive. It’s really hard to accept and deal with. There is no cure, only learning what works for each individual and doing your best to take care of yourself. So folks, please do all you can to help your loved one adapt to this new way of eating or not eating whatever the case may be, they need your support, love, and understanding.
And for those of you with such symptoms, search and find a doctor that is knowledgeable and compassionate that can and will help you.
You can and will get used to this in time, and accept it for what it is.
You can and will get through this.
Because your a strong-willed person and life is meant to be enjoyed, no matter what your circumstances.