I am being serious. Why are all my childhood memories terrifying? When will I think of some joyous ones? Do you guys remember when I talked about the shower in the YWCA? It was a shelter for women and children, and I remember oatmeal cream pies and that shower... or pool.... the imagination can be a very powerful coping skill. It amazes even me how vivid my memories are. I can't wait to share that story again when I feel called to do so. I can't just push out stories, man, I have to really feel them in the moment. It's a spiritual thing- it has to just... happen...
Anyway, I remember being the back of that little white ford escort in the middle of the winter, everything frozen including the copious amounts of mountain dew bottles and the remnants that were left and how scared I was that we would have to sleep in the car that night. We pulled up to the shelter and I was so relieved.
I am sincerely babbling. I want to give you a little bit about my story without sounding like some English teacher who is trying to impress a bunch of students yet to learn how to write in APA format with thier skill... that haven't yet been learned. Yah know, ego... ego.... uggghhhhhh
So be prepared. When I write I am talking to you. I make errors, i stutter, I mis spell things but I try my best and make it legible and digestible. I am going against the laws and rules of writing and I know this. I don't think I would want it any other way because this shit is personal, and I am willingly making it public so I will write how I wanna!!!! (toddler like fit, fists and stomp included)
To the person who found this article for me, Wes, I want to say dayuuum. Never once did I go looking for such a thing. Alignment is a wild type thing to pay attention to!
Anyways, I never want to be questioned on the authentictiy of my stories. But you also have to remember they are my own memories, from my own perception and I rely on what I remember from my own personal experiences and anything I talk, write, or say is all coming from my brain. I do not speak or share for anyone else and if someone's idea of events is different then so be it.
Honestly, wouldn't it be cool to take one story of ours and sit in a circle with people involved and see what they saw, felt, and perceived compared to what we (you, I ) did?!?!?
So here we are. Try not to throw too many of the same stones I could throw back at you while reading all this stuff I am about to write.
Happy to be here <3
Sending Love
Wishing you mental peace
-alyssa
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Just for simply existing.