Monday, April 4, 2016

DV BY: KB 4.4.16




Having grown up in chaos and madness…I am always emotionally triggered when I see cops responding to a domestic situation, which was the case in my morning commute.

I often find myself praying for the people involved and I pray even harder if there are children involved because I knew what conflicted and confused feelings I harbored as a kid. As an adult it saddens me to see how we’ve become so desensitized and how we’ve normalized the bullshit ( I use the word bullshit because that’s exactly what it is) The sick thing about it is that we're taught that it's our secret to keep. As a child you don't feel safe but you have to hold the secret for the adults. I know of at least two people that I speak to on a regular basis who have lost a parent to the insanity.

As a kid…I remember the feelings and the raw emotion of helplessness as I was sheltered in place in another room but hearing the craziness. I remember being pushed aside for my safety while a hulk of a man (my father) put hands on my mother for some of his concocted madness and insecurities.
As a teenager…I threw caution to the wind, no longer giving a damn about personal safety or who said or did what but I wasn’t going to allow the bastard to put hands on my mother; me standing tall with a healthy sense of fear reaching a point of standoff knowing that someone was about to see Jesus. I guess that’s how I obtain the reputation of the “ENFORCER” of the family because I developed a definitive sense of fair-play and right and wrong and I was willing to fight and die for the principle.

I was raised not to go looking for a fight but I damn sure am not going to run from one either especially when I know a person can’t or won’t defend themselves for whatever reason.
I watched how growing up under “war torn” conditions has impacted me and my siblings…as long as I’m drawing breath my sister will ALWAYS have my protection….she’s not a pushover in any way but she’s also not a fighter. My brother has inherited every shady characteristic of my father…bullying and beating every woman that he has ever been with….he talked about how he disliked the actions of my father (when he was younger) only to become a carbon copy.

I’m not one to take hot tempers or insanity….you put your hands on me be prepared to get it back. I’m not one to look the other way or not report it…..that’s some cowardly bullshit….someone’s life may hang in the balance. I don’t get the news reports after where people say they knew something wasn’t quite right or they’ve heard things…….


Be a human being and save a life…get past the point where you care whether a person likes you or not……it costs nothing to be a decent human being.

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