Whisperings of my soul…

Art work By: Teresa Trotter

I was sick and tired of being sick and tired, of trying to explain the vast dimensions of my soul, to people who were obviously committed to misunderstanding me…They had turned me into an object, instead of a human being, a “thing” that can owned, used, looked in on, violated, disrespected, invalidated, isolated, degraded, dehumanized, and tampered with, at will—like so many psychopaths, sociopaths, and narcissists in positions of power, feel they have a right to do. It was just their thing. Really quite frightening and sickening, the mind states of so many power hungry sadists placed as leaders within our society.

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