Truth Justice and The American Way

Rights, Wrongs and Truths.

Sep 17 2012

… I wouldn’t even bother reading this one…

Author: Kerry

September… ugh… like a punch in the mammary glands…. seriously… As if my birthday wasn’t enough… does anyone really like getting a year older once you are past the major mile stones… Voting… Buying liquor…. having children…. your children having children…. I have surpassed all of these… I’m not even forty …

… as if I wasn’t the type of person that struggled with anniversary’s naturally… I am… I think that most people who have been through trauma of sorts or loss of loved ones are date conscious… I seem to take it to a whole new level… I have written this several times… I’m pretty sure we are all tired of my personal drama… fucking hell… I know I am…

Let’s discuss the other anniversary’s that fall on the same time frame…. Suicide awareness week… First week of September… I’m glad it exists… I am … people need to be educated on it… I hate the shit though…. For anyone that has lost friends… those warning lists are like a check list of everything you fucked up and didn’t catch…  as you yourself are just wishing for the earth to open up and swallow you whole … and are hoping no one is seeing the signs…

… 9/11 … Wow… I know we need to remember… never forget… don’t worry… I never forget anything…

Something magical happened on the first day of september though… many close to me have given up on the common practice of pointing out the many good things in my life (which are abundant… and wonderful) because they have caught on that I just use them as another means to mentally punish myself… for being alive and having them… Disturbing… Im aware… A few years ago a friend (I have the most amazing friends in the whole wide world… btw) suggested just getting through it… Not trying to do anything more than survive… and she printed off a calendar… and pinned a sharpie next to it… and everyday we Xed a day off… and we laughed about some of them… and we cried about some of them… and there really aren’t that many days in September…

… This year she is across the ocean in the city of love… getting married in paris … My phone buzzed the text “Day 1, Thinking of you” … The next day pictures of the eiffle tower … “Day 2, How are you holding up?” …. Pictures of her in her gown… pictures of the french country side…. every single day…. she is counting with me… I don’t even want to know what it is costing her to text me from Paris….

Mr. Amazing has been amazing… as if he could be anything else… I love him so much ….. Small child has blood work out… that I am waiting for the results… He has some big life changing challenges directly ahead of him… Smallest child’s safety and security is always a source of anxiety when she isn’t under our roof… Tiniest child made an appearance for a couple of days this weekend and honestly steals my heart every time I see him…

… I have found other comforts… Sippy cup corner has happened several times…. I can now drink wine out of a buzz light year cup… with the bendy straw placed in such a way that it looks like his penis… to infinity and beyond baby…. Wine just tastes better that way… best gift ever…. We are raising our families together… and kicking ass at it.

… Pajama Birthday Coffee (okay it was mountain dew) with eyes swollen shut … teeth furry… hair untamed… without even worrying about it being embarrassing… These are the kinds of friends I have….

Halfway there.

And that is everything in my head this morning…

 

 

Aug 23 2012

… precocious you are

Author: Kerry

burn the books they’ve got too many names and psychosis
all this incriminating evidence would surely haunt me
if someone broke into my house
suits in the living room
do you realize guys I was born in 1974
we’ve got someone here to explain your publishing
we know how much you love to be in front of audiences
hopeful you are
schoolbound you are
naive you are
driven you are
take a trip to new york with your guardian
and your fake identification
when they said “is there something anything
you’d like to know young lady?”
you said “yes I’d like to know what kind of people
i’ll be dealing with”
precocious you are
headstrong you are
terrified you are
ahead of your time you are
don’t mind our staring but
we’re surprised you’re not in a far-gone asylum
we’re surprised you didn’t crack up
lord knows that we would’ve
we would’ve liked to have been there
but you keep pushing us away
resilient you are
big time you are
ruthless you are
precious you are

Aug 16 2012

… New Soul

Author: Kerry

Theme Song Thursday is upon us again… This song is great for those times I am just too hard on myself… I need to cut myself some slack

Aug 02 2012

Your Political Guide to Fast Food Restaurants…

Author: Kerry

Picture if you will… the moral dilemma I faced in 100 degree weather yesterday afternoon… As I ran to get lunch for some co-workers … They wanted Chick Fil A… Chick Fil A was filled with all kinds of appreciative customers… which I was not one (I had never actually been to a Chick Fil A) So I find it Ironic that the day I go requires me going against my stance on equality… bigotry… and Hate….

 

Or did it?

This Morning KFC came out in support of LGBT Equality… Well… damn… I hate their nasty food… where is the chicken equality…

People… I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried!

But Try we Shall….

McDonalds comes out in support of only homosexuals and denigrates the existence of heterosexuals
Burger King is for all forms of sexual attraction, including bisexual and autosexual
Subway only supports transgenders
Taco Bell is for lesbians only, duh (LMAO!)
Arbys suggests that anyone who sells meat between two buns can not really be against being Gay… and right they are….
The Sign Lies… Its not really delicious 🙂

 

Jul 11 2012

What I am is… well… what I am

Author: Kerry

I Am

I am Sassy and Sweet … like a sour patch kid
I wonder how many ripples every action I make causes
I hear waves crashing even as I sleep landlocked
I see energy as colors that vibrate around people
I want to worry less and enjoy more
I am Gentle and yet so capable of being harsh

I pretend to understand why we live this life the way we do
I feel like we make this so much harder than it is
I touch the wind
I worry that I am not good enough… for even the smallest things
I cry when angry, when scared, when frustrated, when happy, I cry too much
I am Sassy and Sweet … like a sour patch kid

I understand that there is more than what we see
I say truth is something we must stand in
I dream my fears
I try to not let them control me
I hope I am teaching the smalls to walk in love, not fear
I am Sassy and Sweet … like a sour patch kid

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Now make your own (Here)… Because it actually moved me

Thank you so much for this weeks prompt…  I really needed that moment

 

Jun 21 2012

Theme Song Thursday… The Third!!!

Author: Kerry

I cannot explain why this has been my constant … Since it came out… I don’t know if it is the energy raising rhythm and build up… or if it is the sad undertones… or the message of I’m not who I thought I was… but I’m still here… I still breath… This has been my theme song of theme songs… for as long as I can remember… Somewhere in the back of my mind I think it is this line “Be my mirror, My Sword, My Shield… My Missionary in a foreign field”… I think it’s that…

Jun 14 2012

… Theme Song Thursday the second!

Author: Kerry

I have to try all types of songs sometimes… Sometimes it depends on what was the Catalyst into the pit… sometimes it depends on the lies my depression is screaming in my mind… and … well… I would be lying if I didn’t say some indignant anger didn’t work sometimes to get me fired up enough to get out of bed and making some changes… usually that is all it takes… finding a way to get out of bed…. This week… my angry song.