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Frustrations and Venting
Sometimes there isn't any justice..
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Entry #600776, added on 08-07-08 @ 9:05 pm EDT
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Gullible and hopeful little girlEntry #600776
I will have to say that at times when I look back and reflect on what I have gone through past to the present day. I am absolutely amazed that I still my sanity.
Just to give you an idea of what I am speaking of is the growing up in a very strong, strict Catholic home..Mass on Saturday, Sunday and of course An overprotective, you are not going anywhere unless I know who and who is who...United Auto Workers Union strong father.
The funny thing tho is all the things that I was raised to appreciate and work hard for strength of character don't add up to a hill of beans in this day and age. Honor and respect somehow how disappeared along with morals and values. Of course I can only speak of my direct experiences and so possibly anyone who reads this could disagree with me and that is okay too. I had such big dreams of being something and someone getting my college degree and moving forward into life's plan or what ever life had in store for me. I was ready to earn the respect and treated properly in the working world because I was not looking for the big easy..I would prove worthiness and by working hard just as my father stated that I had to do because nothing is free...and everything comes at a price. I always kept those thoughts in the back of my mind and I always did work hard at anything that I pursued. Moving a bit forward in the progression of my working history, I had a couple of interesting positions some pretty cool and others down right learning experiences. I was very quick to learn how men and women interact with one another and found out that a woman working in a man's world is not easy nor do they give way to the acceptance of a woman where they felt a woman did not belong. Needless to say that particular job didn't last too long and being in the southern states for nearly seven years I was homesick and missed my family and to boot I was going through the first stages of a very abusive relationship .Married to an obessive control alcoholic man who I thought for sure was going to end my life if I didn't get to where it was safe for me and my newborn son.

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