Betrayals, another "form" of abuse

Being lead to believe you have a friend, only to discover, it was never, in the first place, betrayals of friendship can be so devastating and painful, one tends to crawl back into their own cocoon(so to speak), the feeling of being ignored, ostracized, for reasons NOT explained, told in so few words, "get out of my life, never want to hear from you again", and NOT knowing why??? is so cold and cruel, so why bother or even make an effort to reach out to anyone, for the fear of yet, another rejection, another betrayal by another, yet, "so called" "friend".With this happening over and over again, bringing on terrible bouts of depression, to the point at times, one feels they just do not care anymore, about anything or anyone, slipping into chronic depression to the point, going days without sleep, baths, personal hygiene, wandering aimlessly, but yet still wanting so desperately to be accepted, for who they are and what they have become, wondering what did they do or say, to bring about such coldness and cruelty?? How could one possibly ever trust again? No one will ever understand, until/unless they have "walked in those shoes".

Call for Vigilance

So many abused and maimed
when are people gonna see this shame,

Abused for years and seems never a repair,
children constantly in total despair.

Why do they NOT hear the cries in the nite,
and join us in this fight.

To protect the children we must do,
Please do not ask WHO

It is each of us that must carry on
and fight til this battle is won.

Too many have died, many have been lost
they paid with their lives, what a horrible cost.

So innocently they were born,
only to find themselves in total scorn.

God bless all little children, far and near,
help us to dry up the tears.

To make them whole and happy again,
God, please help us, Amen,
and again, Amen!

Knightgale(c)~2000

Speaks of my HEART

This was sent to me by a lady on my space pages, does speak my heart and my mission.........

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.
But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain, nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you, and help you when you ask.

I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship, from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can't give you boundarieswhich I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow, room to be yourself.

I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces and put them back in place.

I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.

(author unknown)

Mama's Shoes

Every day I find myself looking more like my mother, and walking in her shoes, tho my childhood was barbaric/abusive, I have not suffered like my mother did in many ways. She was ever so strict, but religious, very honest and forth right in all things. Honest/intergrity and being loyal to others in "trust", was imperative in our lives. My quest in this life to help other children, stems from experiences of my own childhood and to do what I can to help others in a variety of ways. I volunteer much of my time, devoted to imprisoned children, and/or those who may be facing possible incareration at such an early age. Speaking out, making my voice heard is important, I hope it is yours as well.

I have come to know and trust few, but those chosen few are so special in my life, and know without a doubt I can trust them to be my friend, count on them to support me in my advocacy/justice mission. Those "special few" KNOW who you are and I THANK YOU, for caring and sharing a part of YOUR world for/with me.

A SPECIAL TRIBUTE/DEDICATION....To a phenomenal, wonderful, loving lady, who is so very close in my heart, YOU know who you are, many blessings to come your way always!!

Walk a MILE in my shoes

Being misunderstood is very hurtful, experienced a lot of this in my life, due to those who have misunderstood about me, is they just never took the time to get to know me and who I really am........
Oft times blamed for something I did not do or say, ridicule for what I believe in, denounced because "they" judged me thru "hearsay".
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Perhaps the clearest and deepest meaning of brotherhood is the ability to imagine yourself in the other person's position, and then treat that person as if you were him or her.

This form of brotherhood takes a lot of imagination, a great
deal of sympathy, and a tremendous amount of understanding...
--Obert C Tanner
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Have you ever walked a mile in someone else's shoes? Have you tried to see life from someone else's perspective, tried to feel what that person feels and think what that person thinks? If we could do so, I think that we'd find that rudeness, selfishness, arrogance, and other traits that tend to affect others so negatively result more from fears than from anything else, and that these people's negative behavior is a self-defense mechanism that they've adopted because nobody's taught them yet about self-acceptance and self-love...

If children show signs of being afraid, such as crying and hiding, we do our best to comfort them. We hug them, and we try to calm them down. We give them our sympathy and our love...

When an adult shows signs of fear, though, in the form of rudeness or obnoxiousness, we respond by trying to put that person in his or her place. We have little sympathy, and we often feel hurt or diminished by that person's actions or words...

Have you ever seen someone act in a way that was hurtful, and then found out later that something drastic, such as the death of a loved one, had just happened to that person? Once we have an explanation for the behavior, it's not just acceptable, but understandable...

Obert is asking us to look for that explanation for everyone. Imagine being that person, having his job, working with her co-workers, dealing with children who are getting in trouble, trying to recover from a childhood with an abusive parent, still hurt by that painful divorce, still diminished from being laid off from work. This is how we can truly prove our desire to help others--by understanding even those who don't even seem to need our understanding...

~ Living Life Fully ~
by: LINELLA BRECKENRIDGE