Dear Reader,
Family. Everyone knows that word. And everyone has one right? At least at one point in there life everyone has a “family.” My family isnt shit. My “mother” will never love me the way a mother should. My “father” loved me the way a father shouldn’t. My “grandmothers” threw me away like trash. My “Grandfather” hasnt said a word to me.
The people I cried out to for support. Silent. I dont want anyone in my life who ever told me they wouldnt be here for me until the evidence prooved itself. I wont. Im not a battered up piece of garbage to be loved only on your own accords. Or left to fend for myself because they need “time.” Its sad. Its sad. My brother has been THE only Constant in my life since I was a kid.
“Family”. Doesnt Mean shit when your main concern is not standing by the victim because its “hard for you.”
Imagine how hard it is for the person that Actually lived like that. Just fucking imagine for one second. Imagine if you could have done something? Imagine if you could do something now?
Would you? What would Jesus do? Lol.
Whether you as a reader are the victim, or the victims “family” you know the right thing to do. Be strong.
The fight is almost over. You are closer today, then you were yesterday.
Love Ally
Dear Reader, Love Ally 