TopFeatured.com

How am I supposed to be polite? I am at war, here. I’m struggling to stay alive. I’m hungry, angry, lonely and tired. I’m not laying down, giving in, or trying to hide.
I’m a human being that needs water, food and shelter from the elements that potentially could kill me.
And further more; don’t get #$&! twisted. You’re not better then anyone else in the world. You are running a cash register, you’re driving a mail truck..regardless of what you’re doing, it’s not saving the world or cutting cancer in our time.
How dare you treat everyone like they are “Guilty”. I’m not a volunteer here. I’m not disposable, on heroin, or leave trash laying around. I am not being punished for my wrong doings. I was gangstalked and gaslighted and a victim of others that targeted and abuse me. While being shunned, called a prostitute, and assaulted numerous times.
I’m not begging, or stealing, or vandalizing your stuff
U was here’s to help you. I tried and I failed. I was not prepared, and not strong enough, to really figure out how to maneuver all of this while having Shell Shock, and looking for food and water while being hot in the head.
I ate from dumpsters! I had to take clothes! I stole the hand sanitizer, nervous I could die! I took the blanket off your porch when it was 35! I yelled and screamed and raged into the night!

So if you’re the last person thatever speaks me, and I am a @#$& to you and you think “Whoa!”

If they ask about me when I’m gone or maybe dead. Tell them I was fighting. I was screaming. Kicking and bleeding. But not laying down waiting to die.
I forgive you.

[ Comment on this story ]

[ Subscribe to the comments on this story ]