When I was in my 20’s my greatest passion was working a cord switchboard at MA Bell in Roseburg Oregon, Churchill Hall at Southern Oregon College and Pan Am at San Francisco Airport. I was searching for classes at Berkley living in a dysfunctional world. I was .developing a stress kind of mental issue from being bat around by my Step Dad Ralph, My step kids don’t know about this abuse and my switcboard jobs, had they asked I would have educated them but communication regarding this subject and how the mind, my mind work it was not believable and reptive to their age, experiences and thought processes or just plain notintresting.to them. I haad developed schizo-affective condition.. I never had a child that didn;t like the disease of schizoaffective disorder so much that because I had a mild case of it and had it once in my lifetime and it was corrected that he wanted to hate me and hurt me internally because of it and wipe me off the face of the earth.. I fear for others more than I fear for myself.. He says that the weakness of mine is what I stand for not for what I see in him. It was sorry that all these years he didnt get what I taught him about l love, acceptance ,forgiveness, He has to strlke back if he doesn’t get everything he wants. I didn’t teach him fraud and vengense but he has learned it somewhere, disease or no disease and it is a disturbing thing me
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Arts and Writing by Sherry 