Who Knew?

I've been living with a genetic, chronic, progressive, connective tissue disability my whole life, and several times it has turned life threatening.  Sadly, this hasn't stop folks from treating me like trash, complete and utter trash, totally worthless trash - for most of my life - except for when they needed to manipulate something (like my labor, love, or time) out of me.

Because of course, it's a dog-eat-dog world, it's the survival of the fittest, where only the worthy survive...

And some of us are obviously the 'acceptable victims'.  The calculated loss.  A necessary evil to this capitalistic orgy.

Even the non-profit, who stated profusely that they valued and appreciated me, threw me to the wolves rather than support me when I was dealing with yet another life threatening relapse. 

Instead of valuing my life they chose instead to do the absolute cruelest thing, by leaving me penniless, without access to any kind of medical care. 

And still others... like my stalker, chose to rub it (this genetic condition, where my body does not make collagen correctly) in my face.  My sad, pathetic face.  God.... what a disgrace.

Of course, our entire system is built upon 'fair game', upon preying upon all the pathetic losers and their weaknesses.

That's how the rich keep getting richer during these incredibly evil times.

Because they have convinced society that some folks don't deserve care... don't deserve basic human dignity and care - because they simply don't measure up.  Not to the standards our wealthy celebrity class has set.

If only I had a spare chromosome on my 21st link... with that genetic abnormality I'd get all the help I could ever need.

Sadly, I have never been deemed cute, nor lovable, and my genetic condition is still mostly ignored - because it only affects us lowly women.  Us, the acceptably used, ridiculed, mocked, played with, and experimented upon.

No matter what I said, who I said it to, or how I said it... help was never to be found - for someone like me. 

Because - I'm not the right kind of disabled. 

Do you get it now? 

Why I loath Keanu Reeves and his Top Down Charity, his weaponized compassion? 

He takes disproportionately from a society dying from a severe lack of healthy food and medical care, a society that allows him to exploit the weaknesses of our most vulnerable.  And instead of fighting for a livable wage and healthcare for all - Keanu chooses to take from our sick society like a crowned king and dispense back to it like a petty fool.

I need a wheelchair now, and I'm still fighting for healthcare.  Things are progressing quite quickly now.  And treatment... of course it's too far away for 'people like me' to even be an option. 

Because we're living in a society where my life and preventable death means nothing.  Except to a small handful of folks.

A slow death, by a trillion cuts... yet none of them hurts a fraction as much as the wounds inflicted by a community that has used me and abused me and then tossed me away like yesterday's trash.

But Clara Samayoa, Louis Grachos, and the entire Board of Directors of SITE Santa Fe are the real trash, for using me up like a paper napkin and then tossing me away, quite effortlessly - just when I needed them most.

The entire staff at Instagram and X (who use human souls like fodder for junkies, who see no value in us as humans, beyond a feast of flesh for others to choke upon) are the truly trash human beings.

The exploiters, the liars, the manipulators, who ALL quite knowingly waste our precious time, our energy, and our will to live... are the real losers, in the end.

For the world has well-and-truly gone to hell - evil is trending - and there's no bargaining with the devil.

What's done is done.  All bets have been placed.  The roulette wheel has spun.

The last word will forever be Mine.

Though victory has been most sorely won.


X
06/2024



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