hello my friends… things have been more difficult than usual. my Dad took ill on Wednesday, and has been in the hospital since. without saying much, his condition is worse now than when he was admitted. i will tell you more as time allows. i am at his bedside now, i will be here all night. then , maybe they won’t be able to hurt him anymore. poor Papa. i am totally devastated.look what they did to my Daddy.
By Susan T. Martin
I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...View Archive →