Crazy is that it seems that I write about important things aside from the truth and what is on my mind, but I find that I have more readers when it comes to the daily prompts that are there for inspiration, when I am trying to be heard by the rest of the world on something that affect many soldiers. Whatever branch you are in, there has always been a problem with others wanting more than what you want to show them. I learned the hard way and just had to endure and live through those days that may have seemed like my end, but evidently I am stronger than I think. I try to be a rrole model for my own daughter, because the difference between my parents and us as parents. Well that is the fact that I love my daughter ssooooooo much that I would die for her. She is my treasure and miracle I have created with my husband, but I have other things to worry about, especially when it comes to trying to let people know that they’re very Veterans are being raped when the chance is there. I mean I was just an 18 year old and had just graduated in June and my incident happened in November. Thiss happened 25 years ago and until this day I still have not seen any type of justice for what I went through. Not once, but twice and two different people.

I definitely encourage others to report their incidents that way we can protect each other and respct each others areas. I reported my rape 6 months later, but because for those couple months I had to figure out if I was in a dream or not? Flashbacks are a big thing for me and what sucks is the fact that my parents are always fucking with my mind and at the moment I am not speaking to them because my dad ddidd a no-no. Don’t fuck with my daughter DAD! They have been tying to call me and I just send them to voicemail. I am tired of my mental health getting worse due to the fact that my parents never felt that for me. I mean I have been taking care of myself since I was 5! I practically raised myself and my parents just provided the education, food and clothes. Of course that does not include the beatings that I took from my dad, which made me stronger, butI also know that I am powerful and my fear is losing control in that way! I have always been alone and done everything alone. I mean I couldn’t even count on my parents to help me with school I had to figure that out for myself.

I give thanks to the fact that I did have seecond parents which would be an aunt and an uncle. Unffotunately they are no longr alive, my father died in 1997 and my mother Momma Jew paassed in 2017. My Momma Jew was the one that taught me how to read and write before I got into Kindergarten. So I was prepared to take on the school at any time. Momma Jew also taught me how to make cream of wheat and other foods that she only made for me, but I know them and I still cook her way. Its a homey feeling that I will always have because no matter what she accepted me for me. I watched her do a lot of things and at times travelled with her, but everything I saw I picked up. If it wasn’t for her I would not know how to weave a rug. Yes I haven’t done a big one, because I need the practice,but that knowleedge is their from Momma Jew. I will always miss my Momma Jew and Larry. My uncle Larry is the reason that I pusheed myself to accomplissh the things I wanted and hoped to complete. I wissh he was alive to see this, but I know that their spirits are with me or inside me. Never forget the ones that actually gave a damn. In other words for me, all the great people I know are dead and now we just stuck with the pedophiles, drunks, and has beens!