lambchopp59
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Although my brother thought I'd be interested in an environmentally based article he sent me today about the area I spent my latter teen years in, it only served to remind me of the physical and emotional trauma that caused me to repeatedly run away from that home until I left permanently at 16. I had years of making up for lost time and educational attainment due to the ignorance and rampant homophobia, based on pseudo-religious bigotry. I blew back a reply email describing my reasons for requesting my brother not to send me such articles in the future.
Oddly enough the article detailed new environmental problems the area has caused for themselves, now dealing with toxic pollution allowed via sheer ignorance, anti-science, anti-education, anti-authority and pseudo-religious false "god won't allow us to suffer if we pray hard enough" idiocy. 50 plus years of continually polluting their community has finally caught up to them with a vengeance.
It was the same pseudo-religious dogma that isolated, mercilessly bullied and ultimately rendered myself homeless to escape four years of torment of the only known "faggot" in that community. The same that turned my parents against me, even convinced them that I was worth nothing but death, and coerced my father into a frightening attempt to lead me into an electrical death trap. Oddly, it was my dedicated dog, aware something was highly amiss that day, who prevented me from walking straight into very likely demise.
I worry sometimes about my late father's eternal soul, what karma he is paying for attempting to murder his youngest son. Some of that began towards his own demise, in the form of terribly self-destructive and hateful dementia, he had to be forcefully committed to halt the physical abuse of my mother. I have no regrets having finally separated him into a lock-down nursing home situation so my mother could die in relative peace, comfort and with a competent home caregiver. Her only contribution to my troubles was a committed and subservient adherance to whatever edicts my father laid down. It turned into ultimate irony, tremendous legal expense on my part, that I became the only child able due to health issues of my older siblings at the time, to deal with that difficult, final placement for him.
It was an odd, superstious and antidiluvian set of "cleansing" rituals, not designed at all to "cure" or help me in any way, but to secure my reservation in a contrived, eternal torture hell where the hateful preacher (someone of considerable fame in later years, as it turned out) and his flock attempted to instigate an "honor killing", convincing my father after much coercion that such was the righteous and godly thing to do. It was the long arm, via extended family of the inciting group, that gifted me with the most nauseating, unforgettable, disturbing and potentially deadly face to face encounter with this group long before they became famous in the media.
Although we lived a considerable distance from their headquarters, they actually made a special trip to our community just to hold what I can only define as a satanic ritual specifically for my... ahem... benefit. It all went downhill from there.
My doctor prescribed me some Valium, only for occasional use that I took earlier, now going on 3 a.m. It may aid my sleep now getting this off my chest.
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Oddly enough the article detailed new environmental problems the area has caused for themselves, now dealing with toxic pollution allowed via sheer ignorance, anti-science, anti-education, anti-authority and pseudo-religious false "god won't allow us to suffer if we pray hard enough" idiocy. 50 plus years of continually polluting their community has finally caught up to them with a vengeance.
It was the same pseudo-religious dogma that isolated, mercilessly bullied and ultimately rendered myself homeless to escape four years of torment of the only known "faggot" in that community. The same that turned my parents against me, even convinced them that I was worth nothing but death, and coerced my father into a frightening attempt to lead me into an electrical death trap. Oddly, it was my dedicated dog, aware something was highly amiss that day, who prevented me from walking straight into very likely demise.
I worry sometimes about my late father's eternal soul, what karma he is paying for attempting to murder his youngest son. Some of that began towards his own demise, in the form of terribly self-destructive and hateful dementia, he had to be forcefully committed to halt the physical abuse of my mother. I have no regrets having finally separated him into a lock-down nursing home situation so my mother could die in relative peace, comfort and with a competent home caregiver. Her only contribution to my troubles was a committed and subservient adherance to whatever edicts my father laid down. It turned into ultimate irony, tremendous legal expense on my part, that I became the only child able due to health issues of my older siblings at the time, to deal with that difficult, final placement for him.
It was an odd, superstious and antidiluvian set of "cleansing" rituals, not designed at all to "cure" or help me in any way, but to secure my reservation in a contrived, eternal torture hell where the hateful preacher (someone of considerable fame in later years, as it turned out) and his flock attempted to instigate an "honor killing", convincing my father after much coercion that such was the righteous and godly thing to do. It was the long arm, via extended family of the inciting group, that gifted me with the most nauseating, unforgettable, disturbing and potentially deadly face to face encounter with this group long before they became famous in the media.
Although we lived a considerable distance from their headquarters, they actually made a special trip to our community just to hold what I can only define as a satanic ritual specifically for my... ahem... benefit. It all went downhill from there.
My doctor prescribed me some Valium, only for occasional use that I took earlier, now going on 3 a.m. It may aid my sleep now getting this off my chest.
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