A end of the year message that isn’t some Facebook video in review.
It’s been a hell of year, from almost losing Travis, being perennially broke, sadness back at home with the family and losing Baby Boy’s Mom. I refuse to be bitter or blame anyone for my bouts of depression; it’s normal, natural and just plain healthy to friggin’ feel crappy, nor do I feel the need to blame anyone for not wanting to be a part of it. We all have our hell to go through.
And fuck Nazi’s and Trump supporters. You are one in the same. My husband is teetering possibly losing his health insurance again because of your racist, xenophobic, homophobic, transphobic, misogynistic ignorance and lies. I have no time for you. Leave my feed now, and don’t come back, because I just simply don’t have time for your shit. This includes my blood family members. No, please keep telling me how my racist brother is a monster while you post Trump memes online and have no idea what the concept of irony is…
As you can see by many of my posts, it hasn’t dampened my spirit for creating and fighting. In fact, this drama has strengthened my resolve to do even more things creatively and physically fight more than ever before. I have seen and been through a great deal of crap in my 50 years now, and whom I feel sorry for are those who haven’t had the rough times like I have.
I am also cutting people out of my life who make excuses for poor behavior who consider themselves some kind of liberals. No, all you are doing is illustrating your privilege at the expense of someone else, and there is absolutely nothing progressive about saving your own skin while screwing someone else over. If you don’t want to fucking hear it, guess what, neither do I.
To those of you who are going through hell right now, the only advice I can give: keep going. The holidays are extremely hideous because people wish to make excuses for what this season is really supposed to be about, even right down to excusing bullying and toxic behavior in children’s songs and thinking it’s OK. To believe that years of this conditioning hasn’t affected you is its own state of denial.
You are the reason for the season. You are loved. You are special. You are your own rainbow. There are people who have your back, literally. And tell the haters to get the hell out of your life, as I have done here. Giving of yourself is the real reason this holiday supposedly exists, so just have the courage to start and share it with the world, because you just never know who you are going to inspire.
I have a lot to be thankful for every day in 2018, and turning 50 and losing 22 pounds this year are just two of them. I have a great many programs that feature dance music, which is a great way to lose weight and prevent Alzheimer’s, by the way.
Love to you all, and get ready for more of bold in 2019.
Daddy Ben Bear