sheree impossible
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Aboriginal. Queer. Midwife. Storyteller. Hot Air Balloon Pilot. Boss Lady. Adventurer. Runner. Advocate. Lover. Not a public figure. But a human who made it out of the gutter (although I still sometimes sit in the gutter)
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I just called to say I love you
I grew up in the 1980s in a small town with a population of around 200 people, mostly farming communities. The Mallee landscape was harsh but beautiful. Springtime would line the scrub with wildflowers of all colours, the trees would flower vibrant colours and it was beautiful. I would spend my days out there with my brother, who was also my best friend. We didn't like being at home as my dad was a violent alcoholic who hurt us and our Mum. As soon as he would knock off work at the railways, he would head to the pub, using most of our families income on booze and then come home later in the night ready to fight. My brother and I witnessed things we shouldn't have and experienced things that shouldn't happen to little kids.
By sheree impossible5 years ago in Families
