I try being the only gay woman of sixty-one and pieces in Ossian Iowa(really anywhere I have ever lived) to over think and over plan everything. I am always amazed when people since my narcississtic half sister left my bleeding beating empty heart for dead under expect humanity because if I could so easily behated by those who knew their gay aunt so well why would anyone even bother to say hi to me.

Yesterday my ‘Wow’ meter was dinging all over the place. With the cart my adopted sister gave me and a a huge bottke of lemon water in a Naked juice from Walmart bottle I set out on my joutney to Casey’s general store in Ossian Iowa.That is the only place in Ossian Iowa to purchase food for those of us literally trapped here to purchase food.

If I had money Id start a small store sell mill flour surgar other things in bulk or smalled like the Amish do to their communities.A great community the Amish. I found non Amishish yesterday.The lady that thought I was jibber jabbering past her house came put and asked if I needed help.I told her I was talking to her two cats she said she had 4 inside. I know I had fed the black one that went into her garage.I’m unsure he was one she counted or just fed. This lady refused to take $20 for taking me to Caseys General store(stupid ass name and I was stupid for buying more then milk. My bill for 5 baby cuties, 2 gallons of 2% milk and 2 power aids at Doller Tree a dollar at Walmart 89 cents. My bill was seventeen plus dollars.

The cat/dog lady drove me home too. Then the savage people came for my dads old red pickup. At about five oclock I recieved a phone call. Of course I thought ‘ What now!’

See my older straight half sister married five times divorced as soon as they saw the monster she was kicked me to death so I naturally go directly to ‘what now! Deep in my gut! So when the young wife of an Army vet says her husband will not hear me protest they are comming Sunday to take me to get grocceries. The nearest place for me or anyone in this area is Wally World ten miles away. Which the red cab would charge me eighty three dollars to do.

She said she told him I had been in USARMY. I have an honorable dis charge from the USARMY. Wow! The only thing that ever got me was internal satisfaction. I still at 4:10 am have nothing better to say then ‘Wow!’

My own nephews will not call,come by send a card because hating their gay aunt on lies from the real monster in my family delights in crushing my moms heart daily the narcississ who lit our electric drier on fire December 3 2014 got her what took her three years of brutalizing our mom had failed to do force our mom from her Iowa home where her Gay pieces daughter cared for her.

If I had been already a successful author, bloggiest with Bitcoins I would have had the legal protections to keep mom and me safe from the bitch. Mom and I had less rights then the men Diana wed. Those men simply divorced the mean bitch and went on with their lives.

It is terrific seeing that there are people out there that are pure in heart. I feel,Blest,Wow!

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I'm Val's Whitewolf Media YouTube Channle and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

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