Des`ire's Story Chapter 7

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  • December 14, 2005
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    There is so much truth in what you write here { Is the concept of respect not understood, is there many perceptions of respect? If so, do these perceptions take all to the same conclusion? Does it build a stronger relationship between two people? Respect is not fear, it is not submission. I see now that respect has so many concepts to it, we can easily pick and choose of it as we see fit to our own needs and disregard the rest.}
    {Go ahead look down on me, my self respect isn’t fading in the clothes I wear, it’s not hiding under a rat infested roof, or the clunkers I drive around, it’s not in my imperfect flesh nor is it bouncing around in my fly away frizzy hair. It’s deep, deeply rooted in the core of my soul, that invisible energy that makes me, me and in it holds the wisdom of all my experiences, the knowledge and the understanding, of all I have endured, learned, aspired above within myself and all I have overcome. I have not passed the blame or responsibility of my own actions or lack of actions onto others, all thou he would have me believe. I know what desperation has brought me to, it has brought me to my knees, not before you, but before myself. I know my faults, I know where I went wrong. Do you? Wasting my time trying to get you to see your wrongs, in some frivolous attempt to end the cycle of pain and disappointments I endure at your so called respect for me was my biggest mistake. Your wrongs are not my responsibility nor is trying to get you to examine them to better yourself. That responsibility is yours and yours alone. I realize you believe when your life here is done and when you cease to be, that’s it. No need to look inside and aspire from within. } I don't think I have ever read anything to powerfully personal as this paragraph and this line within it just grabbed me right in the heart {I know what desperation has brought me to, it has brought me to my knees, not before you, but before myself.}