Trigger warnings for starving and abused kids / people. Sadly this is what the US government is supporting and keeping other world leaders from stopping. This was because Biden was an old person who remembered being part of Israels founding and thought they were so important that it excused everything they did. tRump doesn’t care about the human cost, he wants the value of the land or as much of the share he can get. This is sickening. Personal note. I was so lacking nutrition in my childhood that my childhood doctors were concerned enough to tell my adopting mother if I did not get more food I would never see five feet in height. I ended up in a child ICU rushed to the hospital by my grandfather and I had clinical death. Hugs
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I am so sorry, you had to go through this terrible experience. I have been abused as a child but never lacked food. Despite that it appalls me what is going on in Gaza. But what appalls me more are those who think that a people who experienced genocide cannot commit genocide. That is like saying no abused person can become an abuser. As far as I know most abusers have experienced sh.. in their childhood but choose violence over healing. Thanks for sharing
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Hi Bee. Thank you. I am so sorry you also were abused. Do you wish to share your story? If so everyone here will understand. Please let me know. If you want I will make a post of it as all of us abuse victims deserve a forum to air our mistreatment.
Lucky for me I had my grandparents running interference so that when that happened my grandfather took me to the ER. He then forced his daughter my adopting mother to the hospital and pretend to care for me. Lucky for me when I was in my late 7th year early 8th year my grandparents moved into the town we lived in. They did it to protect me as best they could. They finally realized the life I was living. My grandfather gave up his huge farm, and at 70 yrs old sat next to me not able to look me in the face towards the end of his life saying to me … “I am so sorry. So sorry, I know you won’t understand but if I had been 15 years younger I wouldn’t have let them do it, I would have fought them, I would have never let you live with them”. (long after my grandparents deaths and when my adopting mother died I got access to her files. It turns out that my wonderful loving grandfather I adored paid all the costs for her to take me from my father who sold me to her, including the adoption fees. I was only 3 years old when I was trafficked) At the time starting when I was 7every Friday evening he would drive his big Crown Victoria car into the driveway, I would rush out to the car and get in. That began a wonderful weekend away from abuse, but on late Sunday night he would return me back. I would slowly with dread leave the car, and walk back into the dungeon of what was my life. I did not know it until his death but he hated returning me. He begged my adopting mother to leave her husband thinking only he was abusing me, he promised her he would pay for everything setting up her and me in a new home. What he did not know was she was abusing me also.
I so admired that man. He would tell me stories of leaving his home at dawn with his team of horses and working for a few hours, then returning home to do his own morning chores with his own cows. After that he would again get his team together and return to the job he was hired to do before returning home to take care of his own small farm. He ended up with a huge farm in upper NY. I loved him and he taught me so much. He would sit with me and watch the space shuttle launches talking about how grand the advancement of technology was while at the home of my adopting parents I was forbidden from watching Star Trek because the adopting male felt it was all bullshit. Decades later when I returned from the military his favorite show on TV was Knight Rider, a show about a sentient talking car. I can tell you the times I got a beating for trying to watch Star Trek, because in his view it was all garbage and bullshit. Boys should watch only sports and baseball.
During the summer my friends and I would leave our homes to bike all over the town to arrive at my grandparent’s home where grandfather would check each bike, airing up tires and fixing brakes, while grandmother would offer us all the newest cookies or sweets she made. It really was an idyllic part of my childhood. If I had not been being raped and abused at home it would have been perfect. They made the worst years of my childhood livable. Hugs
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Sorry, for answering late. We are currently sorting the house for storage and everything is,a bit all over the place. Woa, that is quite a bit to carry. I am glad you have a community on WP to support you. I have written about my experiences on my blog in the early days mainly in poetry form. I cannot remember much. But I appreciate your offer and I will take it up when the time is right.
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