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You are NOT "less"

I can't understand people who look down on others for things mostly outside of their control. I can't stand to see it, and will always stand up against it. I was raised by upper middle class parents and never wanted for a thing growing up. I had a strong work ethic. I was motivated, and had the right connections. Then my body decided that wasn't the life for me. I fought that for as long as I could. Much of that time, in denial about what was happening, and further hurting myself, pushing as hard as possible. All because I knew how people felt about people like me. Since having to accept my reality- I have learned that those worries aren't what is important. My life, and being alive for my children is what matters. No amount of money will replace their mother if I die trying to make it. I had to "make a choice" that wasn't really any choice at all. This happens often, in different scenarios. We get labeled even though we have no reason to be, or those labels are judged when they shouldn't be. I choose to be better than that and recognize reality. For more, visit the link in my profile #ChronicIllness #lowincome #Victims #MentalHealth #DomesticViolence #ChildAbuse #Fibromyalgia #ChronicFatigueSyndrome #Spoonie

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On top of the issues I had already attempted to deal with, corruption and injustice is by far the most dehabilitating condition one eventually succums too. It's the silence, when you are screaming out what is wrong.
It's that intuituve gut feeling that you get when the whole room is staring at you in disgustvas loud as possible. For fear of letting it be true, you lie to your self and make believe it's all in your head.
It's the victim (your own flesh and blood) that is decieved, because the child's story didn't remain as perfect as it was 2 long trying years ago.
The worst reality to live in, is the reality that is corrupt/ You lie to yourself, they won't believe you, you are really just crazy. Thier eyes peer through the back of my head as I gather my loyalty, my grace, and dignity and continue about my broken destroyed life. How could the man my child adores, and believed to be her hero... Secretly get away with destroying our world's, her future, her spirt her mind. How has he always managed to win, and then call us crazy? It's the corruption, the silence, the injustice, that makes the broken completely crack. Except me, I had been waging this war since birth.
Resilient hearts became the foundation upon which she built her new paradise. Love always wins. Stay Strong.
#Corrupt #TheSilence #victimorsurvivor #Victims Mom