It’s right there under your nose but you are deciding to leave this with a big glob of mess still all over your face. You see it but you ignore it because your religion tells you this life is black and white. This religion tells you that some magical thing is going to happen at the end of the world. You strive for the end without looking at the past or present. You are not present you are allowing your tunnel vision to cloud reality, meaning you are missing what is happening right in front of you. Waiting on the edge of your seat for this world to blow up instead of loving your Trans kids. Loving your disabled kids. Loving kids. Gross.
What happened in the past? Well, let’s see here, there has been nuclear bombs, several wars fighting against slavery, a Holocaust, immegrents being forced into cages, and a whole lot of bigotry against my community the lgbtqia community. Looking at the past and looking at the present is fucking scary. So many things are lining up and we are allowing history to repeat. Wherent we supposed to change history since it does like to repeat itself? Isn’t that what you told me growing up? You are liers and thieves of joy you are not actually pro life you are pro fetus. What happens if that fetus is Trans what the fuck you gonna do?
Looking at the future more than the present is dangerous and so many boomers are keeping the mess on their faces and ignoring change. You wanted things to change but you had conditions on what we could change. Listening to Franklin Gram is like listening to nails on a chalk board Holy shit your evangelicalism is not working step down, shut up, and learn how to love change because bitch change is happening.
You know, I know I rant a bit but God Damn it where else and what else am I gonna do other than write right now? I have an entire life time of trauma starting at the age of 2. I could make a power point that’s how much I remember…
I’m gonna leave you with this, one time I was dragged across the carpet from my room up a two stair case through a tiled kitchen and forced into the bathroom where I was to get spanked by the paddle 3 times if I don’t fight 4 if I did.. I was 11 then 12 and at 13 the abuse of getting hit because i made a mistake for trying to fucking learn… stopped.
My life seemed like a fucking joke because I was getting hit, sure he gave reason but the reason was for something he could of just talked me down on…
