I am so tired. I am exhausted, purely exasperated fighting vipers, imps, common low life people IN THE CHURCH, in the public schools, in the government, in the world!
Why do good GOD fearing people put up with them? My "mother" was as hard to get rid of as a fat parasitic tick. She was a parasite, always eyeballing someone else's gifts, talents, income. A pure predator always plotting, always planning on some sure fire method to make your life miserable. This dumb jealous whore never wanted any one in the family to have anything, nothing! Anything you got she was snatching, destroying.
Martha had to hate herself. She had to be revolted by her own image. She was. I did notice how she sat there scowling at my cousin's funeral via FB. Visibly angry, she sat there in a wheelchair, on the front row seething with anger.
Why was she so angry? What was upsetting the great Mathy Jane? GOD! (His) Word! The nerve of Almighty GOD doing just what (He) said. Martha was sitting there hating me. Hating me, her black bastard only daughter for daring to question her! For daring to suggest that she owed me an apology.
What nerve I had! Something born black as a crow that had nerve enough to complain about the way she treated me. "Shit! I didn't haf'tuh have yo'black ass! I sudda' flushed yo'muthfucking ass lak I did all the rest! Fuck you! You ungrateful, whining, run off at the mouf' worthless black bitch!"
Hating me for not becoming the low slut she designed and pressured me to become. Hating me for graduating from college with honors and a VIRGIN! Martha fumed and fussed, waxes worse and worse as she studied ever evil book on witchcraft she could find. Martha did sit there at that funeral visibly the imp satan created, all because far too many of us did not become something worse, something lower than the lowest maggot.
I escaped! My daughter escaped! I called the Fayetteville Police Department. I wouldn't shut up. GOD would not leave her alone. People were getting on Mathy suggesting that she was wrong. Telling on her for murdering her own father when she was trying to preach.
Knowing Martha, she was mad because the deceased was getting too much attention at his funeral. That was Martha's logic. That is genuinely the extent of her humanity. I can understand Martha remaining the spoiled rotten little demonic hellion she was, just not the deep cruelty, not the INCEST, PEDOPHILIA AND MURDER. I do know it all stems from WITCHCRAFT but the years, the extraordinarily long time it has taken to reveal such a repugnant truth is exhausting .
I guess it took me a long time to catch on, to know, because I really did not want to know. Martha was right. I was slow. I was slow because that is how desperately I wanted that woman to love me, to be normal, to be righteous, to be good, to be kind.
Children. "When your mother and father forsake you, GOD will pick you up."
Praise the LORD!
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