Victimization

My parents were victims.  My Dad shrugged it off (mostly) and moved on.  My Mom never did.  She lived a life of and depression, and shared her legacy of victimization.

She was a dream-killer, a spoil-sport, and a pessimist.  She also had great and in her desire to help herself, she helped many .  Unfortunately, she was never able to save herself.

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Tears in Rain

I’ve seen things you wouldn’t understand.  I have images burned into my brain – that have wounded and scarred me to the core of my being.  I’ve seen things that no person should ever have to see.

The other day, a cop friend of mine was talking about some of the things she has seen.  She mentioned how they joke about using the MIB “flashy thing” when they retire – to erase all the things they’ve seen.

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