A uniform doesn't mean your a good father
Essay 5. My rock bottom in my domestic violence situation.
I thought father that I had found my paradise in the town where you lived dad with your third wife after you got married for the third time in your life. Dad I thought I had found paradise we had the ocean around the corner from our house. But sadly I was wrong. I found my own personal hell I found the hell of domestic violence with my dad and his wife. This essay is about my rock bottom in my domestic violence situation. The black dog we call depression was my demon I was living one hour at a time. My rock bottom in my domestic violence situation. Was when I was cleaning the toilet and my dad was yelling at me I wasn't doing well enough and I yelled at him that I didn't know who I was anymore. Cause I felt I was struggling I felt that I wasn't able to be my true senstive self because that house was full of people suffering with mental illness but also that subject was taboo in that house by my fathers house. My rock bottom in my domestic violence situation. You would think a house with a dad that was a Prison officer and his wife being a drug and drinking counsellor would be a safe house. But sadly you would be wrong. Cause I walked on eggshells. Trying not to trigger my dad and everyone in that house.but I was living hour by hour I didn't feel good about myself at that time my rock bottom in my domestic violence situation. I was self harming at that time. Home life wasn't happy. Then at my dads house I would extend my work day at the food bank cause you didn't want go home. I would take a deep breath and count 1.2.3 before I opened the front door of my dads house cause I was fearful of what would happen next. My rock bottom in my domestic violence situation. I would sleep with my bags packed cause I didn't know if I was going to be kicked out or if I was going to run from my dads house. I once thought about leaving my fathers house at night and going to the food bank. But fear stopped me my rock bottom in my domestic violence situation.
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Insanity In Australia
In today's Episode of Australia downfall
The wounded Australian Writer
Essay 3. Aussie Veterans on X are asking if they Should return their Horror Earnt Medals in the Aftermath Of the Well Respected War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith Being arrested By Our government for Crimes on the Battlefield that Our government Sent him too.
In today's Episode of Australia downfall. the darkest day In Australia Recent history Happened the Far Left Spineless void Of a Backbone Aussie government And Low IQ corrupt Aussie Prime Minster Albo And the Australia hating Polications along with the Hateful Lefty Side of The country For Years conducted A Corrupt witch-hunt against the Well Respected And Brave War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith And Today the Aussie Government Arrested Ben Roberts Smith Cor war Crimes In the Middle East War That the Coward Aussie government sent him to. if the Government Doesn't want Any ...
My book of poetry
My Ehile diaries
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Poem 1. The Profound Shock that My Bestie can Throw The History of us In the trash due to Me having The Commonly known Not allowed thoughts above our country.
On the Day of a commonly globally Know. day for humour and the Dawn of a New Month That Contains The holy Month of the Lord And saviour of the Broken humans
Suffers physical Slashings And Lashings To his Temple And He faces a Person In his Inner Circle Betraying Him Judas. A Digital and Verbal Lashing to my Heart was sent to my Bestie After the Day I was. Emotionally Broken I was Inwardly Feeling the Blue River Of grief On the Day That Marks Eight Years since My Grandpa Was Called To the Sacred Home In the Sky. My Bestie Knew this. I was Under The Mental Illusion. I was Inwardly Put together but that Illusion Fell apart When I heard our drivers Forgein Tounge And my vocal Annoyance came To Light to Be heard By my Bestie. My Ehile Diaires. To my Heart Break my Bestie ...
My book Of Essays for Russell
My Church Diaries
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Poem 5. I Do Wonder On holy Monday would The Son of The Father of Creation Of Earth and Humans Would have Turned Tables
Sub Title. for Lent I gave Up My Church
For Lent I gave up My church because After over Time I learnt how to Become Devoted To the home Of my Faith I walked In as a Wounded Raw hearted Past abused song Bird looking for A Sacred Home To do Sacred home To do Some Inner Heart scared Surgery in the Hallowed Gothic Halls with My Lord And Saviour on The Cross and By opening up my soul and exposing the earth Dad wounds in the Gothic Halls so the grateful golden spirit can flow into bring some relief too these open wounds in me. My church Diaries. I do pray that it will remain to be a forever lasting tattoo in the Sphere Of my mind the soul to soul sunlight hours chat with the faithful church Staff member. After the phone mail sent him and to the Gothic Hallowed halls about the most ...
