20 minutes of Ramblings... #2
This nonstop rambling is approved by Sam Harty

It's been approximately
3 weeks since my
roommates have spoken
to me. I made a mistake
I apologized and someone
blew it all out of
proportion and either
misheard or lied
I suspect the latter.
What can you do when
someone accuses you of
things you did not do?
I'll tell you. You simply
tell the truth, your truth.
You did not do it the way
it was told. You didn't
say what they said you did.
You apologize for what you
did do. It was wrong, you
lost your temper but you
can't admit to saying or
doing things you did not
say or do. So now I am
all alone this holiday
no one speaks to me,
they block me in the
driveway so I can't
get out, they don't
care about anything
to do with me. It's like
I died to them. 20 years
of friendship and they
can't tell when I am
telling the truth, makes
no sense at all. So it's
7 days until Christmas
and I don't feel welcome
going where we go each
and every year. Sitting
at a dinner table where
3 out of 6 don't want me
there at all is just too
uncomfortable to me. So
what do I do? I stay home
alone and take a stand for
myself. I am the only one
who will advocate for
myself in bad times, when
I am being treated unfairly
Oh yeah, I'm lonely AF
deeply, deeply so, but I
know I have myself, Nilufer
and the children who love me.
My brother however measured
and far away as Shakespeare
says. And God/Allah. I've
really been thinking about
it and honestly Christmas
is inside each one of us.
So I stay home and nuke
burritos, watch Netflix
or read my Vocal friend's
stories. It is better than
being in a place I'm not
fully wanted. I recently
caught myself saying I don't
know what Christmas is without
one of my roommates who has
always been my best friend
but that's not right. I was
taught what Christmas was
about before I could read
or write. I'll survive
sans the turkey, dressings,
presents or the tree. I have
survived through much worse
things than hatefulness and
lies and a few people not
speaking to me. If this is
my punishment for telling
a houseful of people to
go to hell when I was sick
with the flu and angry then
OK. I'll take it but I won't
make myself sick over it.
I am a survivor of Childhood
sexual assault, violence,
rape and many more atrocities.
This he/said, she/said crap
is no longer worth the time
or energy. I won't feel sorry
for myself. I'm protecting
myself. I am letting go
of the anger, the injustice.
trying to pull forward the
Peace inside me and just be
grateful for what I do have.
People all over the world who
have nothing Praise God/Allah
for just the crumbs on their
plate. I have so much more
than that. My new goals
this year are to Be Good,
Be Kind and live in the
moment and appreciate
the things I have and write
away the bad things.
Now Accepting Good Vibes
ONLY!!!
I mean, What else can I do?
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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Hey Sam. I think this song may speak to you. https://youtu.be/phh_2shxmwQ?si=qtGId3M2KSdMHn59
Your strength and resilience are truly inspiring. Stay strong!
This is very heartbreaking. Thank you for sharing your heart through your work.