Brenda took me to Target on Sunday. I felt as if I was going on a Field Trip! The only times I get out of my lodge is for doctor appointments, so I was super excited. I am walking with the aid of a walker now when am out of doors. So in my skull, this takes the neon sign up huge wattage! Oh, palease...don't you know?
As Brenda and I were going about our shopping, we crossed the paths of a male couple...we going that way and them that...the one pushing the cart aka Le Bitch, like me...just about broke her neck trying to see what that was in my Suzy-Q curls. Wanted to holla something at her real bad like. But I kept my silence! Why? I don't know. But...
...what Miss. Thang, did was not look at me in "that" way, or as in a brotherly way, I mean my Gaydar was screaming..but if I could say to "him", as in a judgement has been rendered - case closed sort of way. He saw a 300 pound furry, curly man, pushing a cart with his walker in it...with Cyborg appliance attached to skull...nothing more - all the less. To he, at that moment, I was not even a respected one...and doesn't even know me.
For now, I keep my silence. Just don't know how much more to endure.
In passing, I acknowledged my young brother...But, he did not see me knod...he was all up in my business, passed her judgement and didn't even know me?
I stay quiet for now. I really still don't know how to handle all of these changes myself. But shit, I better start taking up for myself soon!
Really?
Walking my Path...learning my Path, one step at a time.
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