Thanksgiving…Just Another Day To Me

Many of you out there are enjoying a fine feast of Thanksgiving Day turkey with all the trimmings.   I don’t have much in family.   I only have my elderly Mother with whom I love, only problem is that she is married to a very cruel & abusive man.   So that I don’t end up in jail knocking him up side the head, my Mother has graciously paid for me a hotel room for one day complete with cable (but no room service).    I’m eating cold Chinese food bought from the day before at a pretty good restaurant out in Renton,   I can only hope I can keep it down.  But so far I feel plain exhausted!  I brought along my own instant coffee so luckily in my room there is a coffee maker to brew hot water.   Happy Thanksgiving to me.   My Father dead 8 years now, no one special to spend the holiday with my depression has literally made me tired.

I feel like I worked two double shifts on a job.   I’ve got the A/C on to keep me awake, because its far too early to go to sleep, but I might just go to sleep anyway.     Know what time it is as I type this up?     3PM.

A lot is bothering me.   My own personal issues, and the issue of how homeless people are treated.    People!   Please cease with looking down your nose & being mean to a homeless person.   I feel so strongly & angry about this that I will literally FIGHT anyone that does.    Yes I want to come to blows or cuss you out!   I was bullied much of my life, so I have a zero tolerance for homeless people being mistreated.     Be real grateful you have a warm bed with sheets to sleep in each night.    I myself have been homeless as far back as 9 years old too, running away from those crazy asshole bastards who would torture me.    I pretty much loathe today.    So those of you sitting down to dinner today.      May you choke on your food!   This is one cruel, hypocritical Country.  


Published by: The Lonely Shepard

Me: I grew up in an extremely abusive & disadvantaged family environment were both parents were really immature & their relationship messy! I was abducted by my Father at age 8 abused physically, mentally, degraded by his 2nd Wife, and I didn't see my Mother again until 4 years later, I had to risk my neck + my life to run off to seek help with the local police & this was way before there was any such laws on the books for child abuse. Think on that awhile. Had learning disabilities all throughout school by the time I graduated I learned nothing, was prepared for nothing out in the World. Think on that. Joined the United States Army right out of High School only reason I did join was that at the time there was an Army recruiter right on the High School campus & he took an interest in me. So I joined. I was really in over my head. But what else could I do? I lived with a single Mom who was emotionally unstable & I had ZERO support from anyone including the school staff + administrators. The military was hard & degrading to me as a woman but I got out with an honorable discharge. More about me: A series of dead end jobs, my mind was totally a mess after I got out of the Army, still had no support not even from the Veterans admin. My journey has been a total nightmare of: trying to find out about myself, learning about myself, how to live as an adult, all with no help. Now after long , and intensive filled journey I'm trying to get back on track with my life I want to go to school with the hope of one day attending University. I don't wish my journey on anyone. No one gave me guidance: as a child as a teen as a young adult I was all on my own! and it was real lonely , isolating, extremely frightening. Family? don't really have any. Now remember everyone I'm African American & I receive little to no respect I don't even warrant a speeding car that will slow down. "The person who sang the National Anthem sang the last note so high that no could reach it! That was intentional!" Belize from Tony Kushners play Angels In America. If you've read this far I will leave my email in case you want to leave me a msg. Those that are rude will get deleted immediately. Contact:

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