here's some random music to listen to:
Frank Sinatra
just random stuff..... sometimes I write about stuff, sometimes I post memes...just depends on what strikes me to do...
here's some random music to listen to:
Frank Sinatra
sometimes I ask God, "why can't I just have a break and have it easy like most people? Why do I need constant battles and terrible situations thrown at me?"
Christians will say, "it's to teach you patience" when going through a lot of difficult shit....but I don't think that's always the case....
first, let me be clear that I am a Christian...I was told recently that I can come off as an Atheist and that had I not had certain experiences that I probably would be a hard Atheist....that might be true....but I do love Jesus...He is the only one that can completely understand the level of rejection, abuse and other things that I've gone through in my life....and He's also the only one that loves and accepts me....I do keep praying for a man cos it does say, "two are better than one"...."where two are gathered," etc. etc. -I am alone and I have waited a long time to find a person to just accept me....you don't have to understand me....but just accept and love me and be there for me and I'll be there for you, too...I will have your back 100%...
I had a rough childhood....we moved a lot and we lived in 3 different states. I think I attended a total of 23 schools...and I motivated myself to finish though I did want to drop out my senior year, because my foster parents were so abusive that I wanted to die and I didn't see a way out....my senior year seemed to drag on and felt like it would never end...
before I was even in foster care though....yes, my parents moved to 3 different states and I went to 23 different schools....my dad just didn't seem content and he also constantly got different vehicles. My parents did not get along and divorced when I was 9 years old. I was so glad....they argued so much...I was sick of hearing it. I'm not going to say anything else about them, because they're deceased and not alive to give their side of things....
anyway, as a kid, I often played outside in nature alone....I played in the woods behind our house in Michigan....I played in the creek and in the pond in Texas....I played in the desert and on the mountains in Arizona.....I was always outside. The constant for me was the stars.....the stars were my best friend and provided peace and comfort and escape...I loved looking at the stars no matter what state I lived in. I also loved music and art. I was always drawing by myself. My dad bought me a mini keyboard as well as a guitar from Goodwill. The guitar was missing several strings but I still played it...he bought those for me when I was in the 4th grade.
when I was in the 6th grade....one of my paintings....a unicorn received recognition at my school....but my Dad said that it wasn't a creature that God made and made me throw it away in the dumpster at our apartment. He was a former Catholic that converted to Full Gospel/Charismatic....and I could still see the strict private Catholic school boy in him as I look back....but the faith is what helped me and got me through a lot of very tough times....so I'm actually glad that my Dad was the way he was....
my half brother was 10 years older than me and he was not just a bully....he was abusive and an evil man....I told my dad about stuff my half brother did and my dad said that my half brother had always had an anger problem since he was little and told me about a time that he bought him a 4 wheeler when they were living in California (where he met and married my mom)...anyway, my half brother grabbed my guitar and my keyboard as well as my toys and threw them away in the dumpster at my mom's apartment complex....I cried to my dad about it...but he didn't replace them....so the music stopped at that point. I still listened to the radio and sang along....so singing and drawing didn't stop.
fast forward to my dad died of colon cancer and I had to grow up in foster care in another state....
the social worker that I had laughed at me for wanting to go to college and threw away my college application...I saw her laugh....but didn't know she threw it away until I got rejected for a small scholarship by the committee that investigated and said that there was no confirmation that I was accepted into the college and though they wanted to give me the scholarship....they had to give it to someone else that was confirmed for college. I went to the administrative building and walked to my social worker's office and I asked her what happened to my college application....she bluntly told me that she tossed it into the trash as soon as I left the room and laughed this cocky laugh and said, "you'll never get in. a person like you will be lucky to go to community college and will probably become a stripper and live in the streets" and she then she went back to writing and doing whatever it was she was doing at her desk. She was obviously finished speaking to me. Another foster parent that was on that campus said the same thing to me and laughed and said that I'd probably become a stripper. I went to school daily, I held a regular job year round, I went to church every Sunday....and never got into trouble.....didn't do anything and didn't understand why I was judged like that.
I did cry....but then I called the college with the 10 minutes that I was allowed to use to call from the kitchen for my one call for the day....and I asked for a 2nd college application to be sent to me. They sent it,....as soon as I received it...I completed it...and I marched back to the administrative building and went again to the social worker's office and told her to sign it and to give me a stamp and told her that I was not trusting her to mail the application and just wanted her to sign off the legal guardian stuff so that I could apply and get accepted.
the grim truth is if I had not gone to college....I would had become homeless as soon as I graduated high school....I didn't have family or a place to go.....when you age out of the system....you don't have anywhere to go and no longer considered a kid....so I had to get that application completed so that I had a solid plan before I aged out and finished high school....and I did get accepted and I drove myself and moved myself to the college dorm and watched all the kids with their parents and families and felt lonely....but was happy that I was in college and going to do something with my life....it was not just to keep me from being homeless at 18...I just wanted something meaningful to do with my life and to have a solid plan so that I could get jobs. I qualified for pell grants and loans and paid off my student loans by working 3 jobs at the same time after college....
but yeah....a college education did not spare me or make it easier to get jobs....a masters degree didn't either....I put myself through graduate school and watched as people that didn't have the work experience that I did....get jobs because they knew people at the company and also some got jobs cos they were certain ethnicities and met equal opportunity bullshit card....
so, things aren't easier just because I do have a lot of education. In fact, I do wish I could get more education cos I hate my job and wish I could find something that's not toxic and a healthier and more meaningful work environment....but it is what it is.....it's adulthood I suppose....
and it is hard to walk on his earth alone....working a lot to pay bills and having chaotic hours that make my sleep schedule a mess is challenging. working for a department that has managers and assistant managers that treat me like shit is depressing.....I just want to be appreciated and accepted.....and wish I knew a safe place to meet guys....have had too many bad experiences on dating apps to ever use them again....
that's it.
I could use a cuddle though
thanks for reading
A lot of people like to claim that Adolf Hitler was an INFJ.....NOPE...wrong!!! He was an INFP....INFP is very similar. HOWEVER, INFP's...unlike INFJ's go so strongly with their gut that they don't listen to any logic or reason at all.
I was told by religious people that I was cursed for why I was an orphan. Was told I should had prayed harder for my dad not to have termin...