I never had any clothes to speak of, I only had one pair of tennis shoes. If they could have only seen that I never had many changes of clothes and that I often had to wear dirty clothes to school, and if they would have brought me some of their old clothes they didn't need and ask me if I would like to have them, that would have been a very good thing. If they would have just gotten to know me, to find out what my life was like, that wouldn't have been so hard to do
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I've known you a long time and I have never thought that you let the hurt and abuse define you. It's because of that that when I think of you, or speak of you to my sister, or others, that I don't first mention what you have endured and lived through. You are many things: a mother, half Scottish, part Jewish, funny as hell, damn pretty, a little twisted (in a good way), smart, a good poet... yes... you are a survivor, but if I were to do one of those Top 10 Lists of what you are, "Survivor" would be low on the list. You do not come across as that, or, G-d forbid, a victim. We all see ourselves differently from how others see us. I don't mean to minimize the hurt you have suffered, but what I'm trying to say is that you don't wear it like a cape, and I admire you for it; so did my mother and so does my sister.
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I hope you are all right, and that there is something joyful in your present.
George
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I am becoming aware that I see myself quite differently then others do,or even did...
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i'm always here if you need :)
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