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Don't Let it Bother You.
Don’t Let it Bother You.
“Don’t let it bother you,” I’ve been told these words since I was a young child. Anytime someone was hurtful, hateful, and downright emotionally abusive, I was the one that wasn’t supposed to let it bother me. I was the one being attacked, but I wasn’t supposed to let it bother me.
What a different world we would live in, instead of telling the victim of emotional abuse to not let it bother…
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Minority of a Minority’s Minority
Minority of a Minority’s Minority
In the land of the free and the home of the brave, where everyone is supposed to have a chance at the American DreamI find the reality of those chances to be slim to none. The only people that really have a chance of acquiring the so-called American Dream are those born into an upper-middle-class and wealthy family. These people who attend schools that care about the children and have the funding…
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"You Know We Don't Believe in That"
You Know We Don't Believe in That
You know we don’t believe in that, was the advice that my mother told me when I told her that I was thinking about killing myself. Her words cut deeper than those of the other kids at school, I felt betrayed. I felt like no matter what I told my mother, I couldn’t trust her to take me seriously. If that was the answer that my mother gave me about being depressed, then how would she react if I…
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One of a Kind
On May 11, 2002 (my 18th birthday) I officially graduated from high school with my class. The ceremony was bittersweet for me. It had been nearly three months since I had seen anyone from my graduating class or from my high school. We really didn’t have much of anything to say to one another. The only point where I felt true sadness was when I had to say goodbye to the best teacher I ever had.…
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And So It Begins
I know I’ve been writing about my past and how it’s affected who I am today, but tonight I would like to take a break from that to talk about something that happened to me today. First, some background.
About a week ago, the same night that Bruce Jenner came out as transgender, a TV interview that I had with a local news anchor aired. I talked about my past and my struggle and the hopes that I…
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Hope, a dangerous thing. (Week Four - Part One)
Hope, a dangerous thing. (Week Four – Part One)
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Heinous Fuckery (Week Three - Part Two)
Heinous Fuckery (Week Three – Part Two)
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Heinous Fuckery (Week Three, part One)
Unforeseen Threats: Thunderstorms, Wildlife and Rabies (Week Two, part One of Two)
Unforeseen Threats: Thunderstorms, Wildlife and Rabies (Week Two, part Two of Two)
Unforeseen Threats: Thunderstorms, Wildlife and Rabies (Week Two, part Two of Two)
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Camp Set-Up - Week One
Camp Set-Up – Week One
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August 4, 2018 – The Beginning Write in a third person point of view, this is my life now. The blog A Journey into Exile is specifically for following my family and I as we struggle with being homeless with no end in sight.
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The hardest part of my life is seeing people around me constantly having the world move to benefit them. It doesn’t matter if they work hard or not at all, all the pieces of the puzzle seems to slip effortlessly into place and their lives improve while mine continues to deteriorate. I’ve had fantastic ideas for non-profit organizations, gathered people together to start only to be kicked out of…
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Three months
It’s been nearly three months since I’ve been able to write anything substantial. Dealing with the loss of a friend, family issues, depression, programming projects and the holidays has really put me in a bad place that I’m desperately trying to dig myself out of.
I’ve had to move yet again, even though I had thought that I finally found where I belong. It seems like it was just a farce in the…
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Dani
( Danielle Talley 1976-2017 )
Author, mother, friend, the list I could write to describe you, it would go on for hours and when I was done I would still be a crying mess.
The life that you brought to so many people was one of sincerity. A truth that people all too often fall short of in the world today. In a world where everyone seems to placate each other, you were a truth that often seemed to…
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Control the Uncontrollable
(Cross-posted on A[Squared] – Life with Autism and Anxiety )
One of the most painful things that I’ve learned living with autism is the misnomer that neuro-typical people think that people with ASD can simply control their symptoms. The psychological and physical outbursts that stem from having autism are somehow controllable in the minds of a majority of the neuro-typical masses.
As a young…
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Taking a Step Back
Taking a Step Back
I was supposed to start to college yesterday, but because of the various issues being homeless for nearly the past year have caused I had to put off starting until the spring when I will have a year of verifiable residency in New York State. With each passing day I watch the deterioration of my country with the same sort of sickening awe that onlookers have when examining a car accident as they…
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