So, Azriel tells me this is the place to rant. Here I am. I never have a word to say, never want to bother anyone with my sorry thoughts or feelings. But, where do I turn? I am Ama to all the children who are turned out by their family, here to comfort, love and encourage. My family turned on me years ago when I began to behave differently. I am the outcast one, the black sheep.Most of the time I am just ignored but I was the last to know when momma died, the last to be told the day daddy went, and now the last to find out that the woman who helped raise me is going to die in the morning!
I have the most loving wonderful daughter in the whole wide world but sometimes I need a strong arm around me...'It will be ok, baby. Go ahead and cry I will make it all better". The comfort of an adult of someone other than my child.
I feel so alone, so damn lonely.
Damn family!

thanks for listening and sorry I took up your time
ama

understanding flows
rapidly moving over
filling up my head

On our way to Fort Worth Gay Pride picnic! Lots if fun, friends and food!