How do they get there.. I'll tell you how. We are taught.
They call us 'Little Monsters' but forget, they help make us that way.
Yesterday, it was visiting.. big time, my little monster.
It came with a warning for Norm : Leave me 'Be today.
He knows when I say that, to listen. He did. Thank God.. cause my monster was ready to rip someones eyes out. I needed to sooth the beast because I AM AWARE when it's there. NOW. It only took 56 years to spot it. With the help of natural medicine.
I stayed in bed all day in silence.
I cried for little me & I apologized that there was not 'someone like me' for me, back then.
Then it hit me.. wow. How awesome, I have turned out to be - me.
I had words I've been waiting to hear my entire life.
I'm sorry. "I'm sorry, I knew.. We all knew."
I roared back: I know you knew! How could you not know!!?
WTF did you think was happening? Bedtime stories and snuggles. HARDLY.
YOU fuckers ('adults' all aware & too) & yes... shame on you, ALL of you who knew.
You can live with it. But I get it. I get being caught up in our own world & problems.
Then the words: You raised yourself.
Yes, I did.
Fuck yeah! I did a fantastic job - all things considered.
I am so grateful for that phone call - I needed it.
I needed to know - someone knew. Thank You! Confirmation.
Validation.. vengeance even.
& God knew I was ready...
I have forgiven & finally, too fucking wise to forget.
I forgive you all! I'll prove it by living a great 'rest of my life.
I also KNOW Cannabis has helped me with PTSD.
Psilocybin Mushrooms made me AWARE on a unplesant but NEEDED trip..
It was never me. I was & am - a gift. Created to create.. watch me.
I'm going to share some past experiences (it's time) & call them 'Mental health Mondays!'
Not to shame or 'OUT' , to educate about mental health & how we can HELP oursleves &
MORE - help children.
Anyone one who suspects child abuse & you don't speak up..
watch out.. those little Monsters grow up, quite often & understandably with a little grudge.
Some little monsters grow up to be immoral, cruel monsters that kill, terrorise and make others suffer- for the suffering they might have had themselves as children. Fact.
They don't draw/paint it out - they shoot it out, or beat it out - of others.
It's a patterns that repeats itself for generations too often and it's fucking sad & inpart avoidable.
I am LOVED. I am a Child of God.
God has ALWAYS protected me and shall continue to do so!
I was NEVER alone.
I raised myself.
Tomorrow, I'm going to treat myself to a wonderful mothers day!
I won't see my son but we'll face time and I KNOW how much he loves me
& tells me I am the most caring, thanful person he knows & he loves me, MORE!
Everyday is mothers day with my son.
I wonder what I'll paint myself for mothers day!? Ohhh I'm excited! lol
What helps calm the little monster in you?
Praise Jesus and thank you for never leaving me when everyone else did.
With TLC & THC