i've been catching up on my newsweek's. i'm really upset at the state
of the world. i'm pissed off at the US economy and the shit that GW
gets away with and it seems like nobody cares! HE'S KILLING PEOPLE,
COME ON!!!!!!!!!! i hope he's indicted for murder for every life lost
in iraq and etc.....but you know that will never happen. our soldiers
are getting FUCKED. IT PISSES ME OFF. they dont have good armor and
enough supplies and they're serving 3 or more tours over there and
getting fucked up in the head and injured with NO decent health or
mental health care. HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING??? all this going on,
and i am facing a serious crisis with the rise in gas AND FOOD costs.
which are only expected to rise. WHERE IS OUR GOVERNMENT to lead us
out of this recession? OOOOOOOOH, that's right, they all own oil so
they're not feeling it and don't care.
then i start thinking how unbelievably lucky we are. how lucky YOU
are. we could live in china or burma.....both oppressive governments
and countries of the TRULY POOR (not like our poor) and then they get
hit with an earthquake and a cyclone? THEY PERSEVERE BECAUSE THEY
HAVE TO. yet i, with a little fucked up shit in my past, have a
fractured mind bc i was too fragile to handle it. our problems don't
seem that significant when they pale in comparison to the
world's......yet they seem to hurt US so bad. are we ungrateful? are
we spoiled? just.....why does it hurt so bad.......when so many
millions of our brothers and sisters suffer so much worse? i hurt for
them too.....
tiff
MY THERAPIST TOLD ME TO LOVE MYSELF
BY TIFF
my therapist told me to love myself
she didnt say which part
so like the good client i am
i gave it my best start.
i looked myself up and down
but ne'er did i see
nothing but i did was frown
except below the knee
and there it was just looking
with the love only we could know
something was a cookin'
with me and my big toe.
it wiggled at me and i winked back
and this was the beginning here
i felt so sorry for that hammer whack
i'd given it just last year.
it forgave me out of the love we knew
i saw a twinkle on the nail
a sparkle in my loving eyes too
my heart peeked out from behind it's veil.
oh big toe, big toe,
a ring i'll get you to wear
no one can ever know
the deep love we do now share.
and if you're ever chopped off i fear
others would just look aghast.
i would still carry you on a keychain, dear
hooked against my pants.
*photo is my BSG Raider*
hi! been a long time, i know! since i last wrote, we received our housing assistance voucher. it was practically overnight and then we had to hunt for a new place to live within the allotted time. what a chore for someone who doesn't leave the house alone! we did find a new place, in the suburb. no more gunfire, no more drunks and crackheads and bums. we're out of the ghetto now! the place is nice, a 2bdrm duplex w/ yard for the dog. (the above pic is MAX, whom i gave up, but i still have ANGEL, my pit mix) there are mostly wood floors in here so it's a lot easier to keep clean from the dog. i love it. the weather was nice yesterday so i got to sit in my new back yard and daydream about how i was going to plant flowers in a couple months!
the move was very very stressful. i was supposed to have my 25th surgery but canceled it due to the move. i'm doing pretty good as far as the spine goes. i'm still in a lot of pain, but most times i can tolerate it with medication and rest. the house is still mostly boxed up. we had movers come in and pack and move us, so now we have boxes we have no idea what's in and it's taking forever to get unpacked with our spinal injuries hampering our progress. but that's ok! we have what we need out!
it was brought to my attention recently that something was "wrong" with us. apparently i had been switching a LOT - even more than normal - and some of us had said they were suicidal....blossom was left in charge for a long time and she's only 17 and not old enough to handle all the household business. i had no idea what was going on and just lost time. so, after hearing this information and taking the advice of friends, we followed up with our case mgr to get more help. we don't have a therapist now and don't want one. but apparently it looks like we need a DID specialist. we see the new case mgr twice, and the psychiatrist this week.
the change over has been really hard and tedious since we crossed the state line. our case mgr is failing us in helping w/ things we need help with desperately, like getting medicaid here so we can go to a dr, like finding a new pcp dr, like finding a new home nurse as we cannot do cleaning and other things.....etc etc. my auntie ann (adopted aunt) is writing a letter to the cm's super which will hopefully get things in gear.
i told someone some memories i was having that wouldn't go away and wouldn't stop hurting me. i was so upset about it. that made the switching more and then blossom was in charge indefinitely (until i was told about what was going on). the first memory is at age 2, just some man's genitals in my face. the second memory is of danny and todd. i think i was age 4-7. they played "doctor" with us and we could never tell anyone. we spent a lot of time alone w/ them as mom worked and they 'babysat' us. they tortured us sexually and we didn't know what to do but it hurt. it made us bleed. it made us cry. this was the 'birth' of Stacey, my now 7 yr old person (alter). an 'instrument' was used to stretch us out so todd could fuck us and it was apparently better to do anally than vaginally or something, bc they tried both but the most common was sodomy. todd was in high school. he also got his dad's porno mags and made me and danny act them out.
you'd think this in itself would be very upsetting to someone. the abuse itself, we are rather detached from. the upsetting part is that we wonder, WHY did our mother NOT listen to us???? see the signs???? for god sake, we DREW it, we had BLOOD, and we pulled our HAIR out and had behavior problems!!!!! so the feeling of neglect from her, that she didn't care, that she just did the basic necessities so that we lived a miserable loveless existence...THAT is what hurt.
anyway there's more but maybe another time. we were told we are really "sick" right now. yet i dont see it myself.
despite all this, and with the exception of a short while with a broken heart, we are doing really well! this seems like a negative entry i suppose, but focus on the GOOD in it! no more gunshots outside the window! no more rotted leaking moldy ceilings and rats and mice! no more FILTH! we are so grateful for what we've found in this new place! it's gonna get better, you'll see! it's gonna get so good, we won't know how to deal with all the good things in our life!
thank you for listening,
tiff