An abomination from the lowest bowels of hell did not want me! Refused me! Set upon a long convoluted , winding, treacherous road to afflict me the balance of my days. I praise GOD for permitting me to out live her.
I read in today's paper where physicians are advising their patients to journal, to write about their pain. It is a new trend. Perhaps now my ill informed "friends" will give me permission to grieve in print. To blast my low "skanky", whorish , demon possessed mother to hell where she belongs. Perhaps now some will see me as human, some one deserving of compassion, a right to exist, to have some joy. I do not care who you are or what you profess to be, all those advising me to shut up about Martha are just as lost. Not as wicked, just as lost, just as worthless towards the uplifting of GOD's Kingdom.
"We will understand it better by and by." Praise GOD Almighty! No wonder granddaddy shed silent tears everyday!
Stay in that ground you cur! Rot you imp! (For some reason I do hope the dogs will dig up your foul wicked bones, gnaw on them and litter Fort Bragg, Spring Lake and Fayetteville, with them.) There is no excuse for such insolence, such debauchery, such disrespect, such cruelty.
"No mas". No more. The so called Walters Family need not worry about excluding me. I volunteer to exclude myself!
Praise the LORD!
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