SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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My wife is currently watching Enough. Yes I've seen it before. Yes I know how it ends. Even so I have had to step out and rage in the back yard. I can not deal with this movie.
I watch it, I see how they show the protagonist, I see how he is protected by our society. (Too true.) I watch and I rage.
How can anyone allow this type of thing to happen? How can anyone watch and see this happen in real life and not do anything? How can anyone who has a shred of honor, who has a shred of self respect allow anything like to continue?
People wonder at my anger, people wonder at my rage. All it takes is knowing one person who has dealt with this. All it takes is watching what they go through, all it takes is seeing and having to identify one body of a person who you called friend.
Can you undestand? Can you deal with it? Can you deal with the guilt by association?
Yes I am a man. Yes it is usually the men who do this. I deal with the guilt by association. I am accused of being abusive just because I am a man. Every now and then though, I make my voice heard. Every now and then I am allowed to make my feelings known, usually in a very physical and direct manner.
Can you deal with the rage this type of thing engenders? I can! If I had the money, if I had the resources I would start my own place. A shelter, a safe haven, a place of safety and shelter for those who are abused. Yes I would take the risks this would cause me. Yes I would take the heartache, and yes I would accept the hell I would have to see. Would you?
Why am I posting this? I am not sure. Maybe it is because I need to vent my rage, my anger, and my sadness. Maybe I need to show my weakness and tears to people who might just understand. Maybe I need to allow other people to see that while I am a cold hearted bastard to many, to some I am not. And maybe, just maybe I need to allow the people who know me and respect me, those who have received my offers of help, those who have watched me put my heart on the line here, to see just how deeply I care about this and how deeply I worry about those who have received my offers of help.
Those of you who have received my offers, may you walk clear, may your lives become fun, and may you be safe. May you never need my help, and if you do may you have the strength to accept my help.
Those of you who have decided that it is your right to beat, to degrade, to ruin the lives of those who love you. May you ever wonder if the Cat is walking behind you. Pray to your god that you don't meet me, if you do you will meet your god, in pieces!
Cat
I watch it, I see how they show the protagonist, I see how he is protected by our society. (Too true.) I watch and I rage.
How can anyone allow this type of thing to happen? How can anyone watch and see this happen in real life and not do anything? How can anyone who has a shred of honor, who has a shred of self respect allow anything like to continue?
People wonder at my anger, people wonder at my rage. All it takes is knowing one person who has dealt with this. All it takes is watching what they go through, all it takes is seeing and having to identify one body of a person who you called friend.
Can you undestand? Can you deal with it? Can you deal with the guilt by association?
Yes I am a man. Yes it is usually the men who do this. I deal with the guilt by association. I am accused of being abusive just because I am a man. Every now and then though, I make my voice heard. Every now and then I am allowed to make my feelings known, usually in a very physical and direct manner.
Can you deal with the rage this type of thing engenders? I can! If I had the money, if I had the resources I would start my own place. A shelter, a safe haven, a place of safety and shelter for those who are abused. Yes I would take the risks this would cause me. Yes I would take the heartache, and yes I would accept the hell I would have to see. Would you?
Why am I posting this? I am not sure. Maybe it is because I need to vent my rage, my anger, and my sadness. Maybe I need to show my weakness and tears to people who might just understand. Maybe I need to allow other people to see that while I am a cold hearted bastard to many, to some I am not. And maybe, just maybe I need to allow the people who know me and respect me, those who have received my offers of help, those who have watched me put my heart on the line here, to see just how deeply I care about this and how deeply I worry about those who have received my offers of help.
Those of you who have received my offers, may you walk clear, may your lives become fun, and may you be safe. May you never need my help, and if you do may you have the strength to accept my help.
Those of you who have decided that it is your right to beat, to degrade, to ruin the lives of those who love you. May you ever wonder if the Cat is walking behind you. Pray to your god that you don't meet me, if you do you will meet your god, in pieces!




Cat