I lost my job. I lost my house. Now I am losing my children. @#$% Why you wonder? Because I tried to hold on to my integrity, to my dignity, to my self-worth. I don't feel like going into details. Suffice it to say I had all the right ingredients mixed together ready to be put into the oven when they all got thrown into my face. All I got is one true friend now, so I am by the grace of God not homeless. Now I have to start from scratch again. I have two choices, either to stay down or get back up again. I am tired of feeling like a longhorn among other longhorns with men on horses around us herding us to the slaughterhouse. I am tired of being on the ground with some man having a foot on my back keeping me down. Now I am battling to keep my kids. Where are my parents when I need them? They are on vacation now in Pureto Vallarta, Mexico. Guess they got bored being in Palm Springs. They say they care, want to help if only I will take and follow their advice along with a lot of I told you so, but also say they want to enjoy life before they get too ill to travel, that they can't handle the stress of my recurrent problems which they label as self-inflicted. In trying to do too much I over reached and fell on my face, but do you think any man will help pick a woman up. Hell no, they don't want any woman in a vertical position. Now I need to find a job, need to get a lawyer, also see a doctor, and someone from the clergy, some good references, and hopefully my one good true friend will stick by me until I am on my feet again.
Thanks for letting me bend your ear.
fallen again angel