I Will Not Be Silenced!

"...Go ye, and tell that fox, behold, I cast out devils, and do cures today and tomorrow, and the third day I shall be perfected." Luke 13:32

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

I Gotta Feeling - The Black Eyed Peas Lyrics



It "feels" kind of strange now but, the fact is, I always knew.  I was puzzled, often confused, mostly terrified and surviving only by the Grace of Almighty GOD and the blinders [HE] put on me.

I do laugh hysterically (now)  recalling the sexual abuse Martha made me suffer from time to time. Unexplainable.  Bizarre!

I was in the seventh grade, attending Washington Drive Junior High School in Fayetteville, North Carolina. I was in Mrs.Brown's homeroom and math class because my brother pitched a fit in Dr. Uzell's office and had me kicked down to the "low-class" homeroom.

I accepted my fate. What could I do? Dr. Uzell agreed, did not argue. I think by age twelve I was so used to being mistreated by those two buzzards (my mother and brother) , I knew protesting would be a waste of time, a big argument and I was still going to lose.

So, fuck it. No, we didn't do shit on the "low class" team. We had fun. Our teacher, our  math teacher got sick  the first day of the year and no one ever replaced her. I didn't care. We put on a talent show every day and I told jokes and m.c.-ed.  No, I didn't learn any math but,  my confidence as a comedienne and "shit talker" grew.

Any way, my "mother" made me wear this huge red, padded, 'hoe bra to school. I looked like a damn fool!  I was a little girl forced to wear Dolly Parton tiddies to school because my mother was a fucking lunatic!

I survived that day somehow. Strangely, no one said anything. I don't know if they felt sorry for me or feared me.

Yes, by age twelve I was known for my  extreme , erratic, psychotic violence. It worked. If you don't want to get bullied, "highly fuck up" the first bully.  All bullying shall cease!  Crazy people do not fuck with crazy people. It's a feeling. It is en-mi-ty - the state or feeling of being actively opposed or hostile to someone or something.

The unrighteous have enmity  against the righteous.  My mother and many over jealous hue-mans have always had  nothing but pure enmity for me. So!?  It made me better!

REVERSE THE CURSE 

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

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