How do you say it? The r word? I walked into a house to go to the bathroom. I was 5. I fear there will never be security even in anonymity. I live in a small town with 'eyes' and 'mouths" and hateful gossip...I wish I could get past it. I prefer to wait on the Lord to correct it. They've already tried to kill me. Twice.
I really want to blog this, I can't. I will say this. It was a miracle that kept me and my parents alive that night.
No one wants to take responsibility for their actions so I'm blamed. I'm persecuted in wide open places.
Call 'her' scarlet and let the peds remain.
Makes me sick.