As an abused trafficed kid I was constantly told I was unworthy of anyone loving me. I was constantly told that unless I agreed to do what my abusers wanted I would die alone on the streets under a bridge. I had it drilled into me I was not loveable, I was not worthy of normal human respect. I think you can understand they used different words, more hateful, along with physical violence to reinforce it. I have had to struggle against it all my adult life. I had the ability but every time it looked like I would succeed, my mind would short circuit. Ron has worked 36 years plus to show me they were wrong, that I am not the thing they tried to make me. I am loved, I am a good person, I do have friends, I am… not what they wanted to make me. Hugs
Btw, here’s a picture of Joe Biden alert and standing up in NYC at the ceremony today–you know, the same Joe Biden who the press ratfucked out of the White House 2 years ago by insisting he was at death’s door and basically braindead.
Notice the date on the meme above. Hugs
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I am sorry this is late. I had a long doctor appointment this morning, and after I did two days of dishes. Right now Ron is chopping peppers, onions, and celery for me to make a thick chili max supper. So I need to post this now with what is here. My eye sight is so bad that the memes and cartoon posts are the easiest for me to do. Sorry. Hugs
On the picture above, I once worked for Walmart. A young kid was ordered to put heavy grills up on the top of a shelf (riser). I noticed he was struggling to lift these heavy boxes by himself and was struggling. So I took another ladder and started to help him work together. Then this boy had reached his limit, and as he tried to pass a grill box up to me he lost it, his shoulders gave out, he lost the strength in his arms, and the heavy grill came down on him and started to knock him off the ladder. I realized what was happening and pushed out with my arms knocking the heavy grill box out over the boy. Walmart tried to blame me and make me pay for the damaged grill. I quit on the spot. I saved the boy and had a choice: either let the company blame me for their mistake or lose my job. Lucky for me I never took that job out of need, and I never regretted walking away from it. When I got home Ron wanted to sue them. I just never wanted anything to do with a company that would let a kid try to stack very heavy things over his head alone and then when he / his body failed, try to blame the guy who kept him from being knocked off the ladder to the concrete floor with a heavy grill box landing on him. The kid was so grateful to me; I was a decade older than him. I simply told him, if you see someone your age now when you are my age in trouble help them not caring what happens. Like I did you. I simply instinctively moved to use both arms to push the heavy box out over him. I have since learned it caused the damage in my left shoulder to accelerate that took the brunt of the grill box fall. Would I do it again? Oh yes. The local Walmart manager tried to make me pay them for the grill. I told them to sue me for it and we will see how a jury sees what I did. They mailed my last check, and I never saw any of them again. Hugs
