I’m at a friends house, it’s more Mom’s friend. I’m over at her house watching the Superbowl. I don’t care who wins actually. It’s the Seahawks vs New England. As I type this the New England Pat’s won. I don’t really care, I’m merely over here because I have no cable at my apartment.
I should have put some money on New England because I had a gut feeling that they might win.
I pity the person who had gambled money on Seattle.
However, I was asked an interesting question the night before last from my friend Judy.
That question was this:
“Do you understand the game of football?”
I replied:
“Well just the little I learned from my high school P.E. teacher”/
And that was about it.
You see, as a child my Father LOVED football. However whenever he would sit down to watch a game he pretty much ignored me & everyone else in the vicinity. He would never ask me to join him, and I was too timid of a child to even ask him. My Father never bothered talking sports with me. Ignored.
When my Mother & I had first arrived to Washington State all those many years ago, it really didn’t get much better in my opinion.
I was ignored when the subject of sports was talked about & not only that but when the Seattle Seahawks first became a football franchise it was my male cousin who would be asked to the game & not myself or my female cousin Pam.
You cannot imagine the deepset hurt I felt! I felt resentment, anger, alienation.
So it was for that reason that I never really developed an interest in sports particularly football.
Females are always treated like 2nd class citizens.
Things have changed however that doesn’t mean that the hurt I felt isn’t gone.
I do like football now, however I’m just not inclined to just sit & watch it every single Sunday of the season.
My advice to all Fathers out there: Don’t alienate your Daughters. Be sure to bond with them & teach them the game of football. Hell, go outside & throw the ball with them. Because we hurt just like the boys do.
We want to be included too.
So don’t forget that please


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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