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IN THIS FORUM WE ARE TO 'LIGHT UP' SOME OF THE EVILS OF THE WORLD. WE ARE GOING TO STOMP OUT LIES AND HALF-TRUTHS. WE SHALL BE 'DEPUTY DAWG'. I AM SURE THE CONTENT OF THIS SITE WILL VARY AS WE ASK PEOPLE TO SHARE THEIR EXPERIENCES. WHAT MAKES ME THINK I HAVE A RIGHT TO PREACH? WELL, FIRST OF ALL...ETERNAL SPIRIT TOLD ME TO TAKE MY GIFT AND USE IT FOR THOSE WHO ARE IN PAIN. SECONDLY, I WAS A BATTERED AND ABUSED CHILD. I WILL SHARE SOME STORIES WITH YOU ABOUT ALL OF THESE THINGS. I WAS ABUSED BY BOTH MY FATHER AND MY MOTHER. I WAS NEVER MOTHERED. MY FATHER TOOK US WHEN WE WERE 4 AND 7 YEARS OLD...THE FOUR BEING MY BROTHER, RICHARD. I WAS NEVER TAUGHT THOSE NITTY-GRITTY THINGS TO HELP ME BUILD CHARACTER AND KNOW WHAT WAS RIGHT AND WHAT WAS WRONG. ALL OF THESE FACTORS REJOINED ME IN MY 40'S...TO LEAD TO BECOMING A VICTIM OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AND TORTURE. THAT I AM ALIVE IS A MIRACLE. FROM THIS RELATIONSHIP I WAS HOMELESS FOR NEARLY 3 YEARS, MENTALLY AND PHYSICALLY ILL...WITHOUT MEDICATIONS. I HAVE BEEN IN JAIL BECAUSE OF MY POOR CHOICES...AND NOT FOR BEHAVIOR OF MY OWN, BUT IN DEFENDING A MAN WHO WAS MY HUSBAND. I HAVE BEEN IN THE 'RUBBER-DUCKY' ROOM MANY TIMES. I DON'T WANT SYMPATHY OR ATTENTION. I WANT TO SHARE MY TERRIBLE EXPERIENCES SO THAT SOMEONE READING HERE MIGHT FEEL UNDERSTOOD...NOT ALONE. OR THAT A WOMAN WHO NEEDS STRENGTH WILL READ SOMETHING THAT HELPS HER TO TRY LEAVING ONE MORE - LAST - TIME. I'M NOT A TRAINED PERSON WITH INITIALS IN A LONG LINE AFTER MY NAME. BUT IF YOU CAN LOOK AT ME AND HEAR MY STORY AND NOT SEE WHAT MAKES AN 'EXPERT', THEN WE HAVE SOME TALKING TO DO. FEEL FREE TO COMMENT, ASK QUESTIONS, TELL ME YOUR STORIES...WE WILL TAKE DOWN THAT WALL OF SHAME, ONE BRICK AT A TIME. HOMELESSNESS...WHY? "STREET SONGS" IS THE NAME OF MY FIRST SOLO CHAPBOOK. I HAVE OTHERS, BUT THE FIRST IS ALWAYS BEST. "STREET SONGS" someone asked me yesterday why my poems are harsh and dark. couldn't I write of airy things, instead of things grim and stark. there are lots of other folks whose poems delight poetic ears, but I must ask you to recognize someone's tears and their fears. try to understand what life is like for the ill, the drunk, the hooked. and, please, don't judge what you see until you're sure you REALLY looked. Sherry Asbury copyright 1996 BREAKING THE MYTH OF HOMELESSNESS...go to www.streetroot.org Insert descriptive text which supports the above header. Insert descriptive text which supports the above header. Insert descriptive text which supports the above header. Insert descriptive text which supports the above header. Insert descriptive text which supports the above header. Insert descriptive text which supports the above header. Insert descriptive text which supports the above header. Insert descriptive text which supports the above header.

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