DAWNForever Sisterhood's blog: "Chicken"

* I do physical labour * I work at great depths * I am alway's using my head first * I do not get RDO's,weekends off or public holiday's * I work in a damp environment * I don't get paid overtime or shift penalties * I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation * I work in high temperatures * My work exposes me to contagious diseases Responce from Human Resources After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons: * You do not work 8 hours straight * You fall asleep on the job after brief work periods * You do not always follow the orders of the management team * You do not stay in your assigned position, and often visit other areas * You do not take initiative-you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working * You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift * You don't always observe OH&S measures, such as wearing the correct protective outfits * You don't like working double shifts * You sometimes leave your assigned position before you have completed your work * And if that were not all, you have been seen constantly entering and leaving the work place carrying 2 suspicious looking bags!!

I've given away my heart, So it could be torn into pieces. He left me with the feelings of betrayal and being forgotten. I'm so in love, yet so alone, with two years thrown away. Feeling his absense hurts the most. My constant urge to call is almost taking over, while on the other side, my cycle of feelings starts with rage. Slowly going into sadness, rage again, desperation, devastation, and finally denial. Every morning I open my eyes to emptiness. Seeing a long black hallway with nothing in between. This so-called love has taken over my life leaving me distracted. Days pass by and now my emotions are going crazy. Leaving me no choice but to vomit. To empty my pesimistic thoughts. To stop thinking my life is over. To stop my tears everynight from falling. To stop feeling like my heart has shattered into fifty pieces. The hardest part of moving on is the jealousy on top of all my misery. But soon enough I'll go to bed realizing I survived this struggle. I need to escape my depression to continue breathing. And regain my strength to love again.

Remember when we were so in LOVE? I do, because you were the one I could trust. Remember when you would hold me tight? I do, I didn't want you to let go I wanted it to last all night. Remember when we use to argue about the stupidest things? I do, because when you got mad it was the cutest thing! Remember when our love was so strong? I do, because i thought nothing could go wrong. Remember when you said you loved me? I do, I had a great feeling come to me. Remember when you said you wouldn't lie? I do, because when I found out all I did was cry. Remember when you broke my heart? I do, because you tore my world apart

I wonder if he remembers me Or if I'm just a memory I wonder if he thinks of us Or if he finds it useless I wonder how things would be If he had never left me I wonder how he is And if I'm still a love of his I think about him everyday And wonder if he's okay I think about how happy we were And the memories make the tears stir I think about the plans we made While we were laying in the shade I think about all we said And the lives we lead To not know Where to go To not know where to find A place where he may hide To not be able to see his face Puts my heart so out of place To not know when he's near Is my greatest fear There's so much in my head That I wish I'd said There's so many missed kisses For my unanswered wishes There's only so many ways For me to make it through the days There's so little light In my heart tonight What would I say If given a day What would happen If I could have him What joy it would bring To hear him sing What would I feel If he were here for real I miss him each day That he is away I miss him looking out for me The way it used to be I miss his love That protected me like a glove I miss him So much it's made my heart dim I wonder if he still cares That's a question that tears I wonder what he's like If he'd tell me to take a hike I wonder if he fears That I don't hold him dear But most of all I wonder if he still loves me Or if I'm just a memory Of what used to be

I think you're making a huge mistake By giving up on me and you Because I can totally guarantee No one will ever love you like I do It'll be almost impossible to find someone Who will show you as much affection And it'd be a miracle to find someone Who will give you as much attention I know we had a few problems between us But that's normal for couples to do And it'd be so easy for us to fix it If you would just let me love you But instead you're pushing me away And ignoring the whole situation You can't just put love on hold Cause Love doesn't take vacations Every time you look at me I can still see the love in your eyes Why can't you just express it Instead of keeping it inside I can see that it hurts you deep inside That we're no longer together So just stop being so damn stubborn And let me make you happy forever

The other day, my nine-year-old son wanted to know why we were at war. My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation. My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window. He said "Son, stand there and tell me what you see? "I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses," he replied. > >"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush." > >Our son giggled and said "OK." > >"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country" my husband said. > >"OK Dad, I'm pretending." > >"Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend you see Saddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, and then he starts to kick her to death. > >Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father. You see all of this, son..... what do you do?" > >"Dad?" > >"What do you do son?" > >"I'd call the police, Dad." > >"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your call. They listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you do then son?" > >"Dad.... but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to whine. > >"They don't want to, son, because they say that it is not their place or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband says. > >"But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims. > >"I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor, who you're pretending is Saddam, turn around and do the same thing to his children" > >"Daddy...he kills them?" > >"Yes, son, he does. What do you do?" > >"Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him," our son says. > >"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him," my husband says. > >"But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!" > >"WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry. > >"OK, no one wants to help you. The man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next, son?" > >"What Daddy?" > >"He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?" > >"Daddy...." > >"WHAT DO YOU DO?" Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I'd close the blinds, Daddy." > >My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him. > >"Why?" > >"Because, Daddy, the police are supposed to help people who need them...and they won't help. You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won't help either ... they won't help me stop him... I'm afraid.... I can't do it by myself, Daddy.... I can't look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and ...and..... do nothing... so.... I'm just going to close the blinds.... so I can't see what he's doing... and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening." > >I start to cry. My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband's questions and he says...> > >"Son" > >"Yes, Daddy." > >"Open the blinds because that man.... He's at your front door..."WHAT DO YOU DO?" > >My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he says: " I DEFEND MY FAMILY, DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!" > >I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs our son to his chest and hugs him tight, and says... "It's too late to fight him, he's too strong and he's already at YOUR front door son .....you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife, and his children and the old lady across the way. You have to do what's right, even if you have to do it alone, before its too late," my husband whispers. > >THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq . When good men stand by and let evil happen, son, THAT is the greatest atrocity in the world. "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!" BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN! BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!! SUPPORT THEM!!! SUPPORT AMERICA SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR BLINDS..." > >This should be printed in every newspaper and posted in every school in America. Of course that won't happen so we'll use the Internet. If your blinds are closed, do nothing with this email. If they are open I do not need to tell you what to do. > >GOD BLESS!!!!!!!!!!

Please God save me from myself before I drown in my own tears. My one too many failures have caused me so much to fear. I just want to crawl into my bed to escape this cold, cruel world. Who knew I’d feel this way today? Right now my life seems a total blur. My whole being says just go ahead, go and cry yourself into a ball. But why, why would I feel this way? That’s just not ever been me at all. I feel I've no control of things I should, and fear that I've done absolutely nothing right. I feel my own cold shoulder against me, leaving me very little left with for the fight. So, at an age when my life should be content, I just hang my head and cry. I feel so ashamed and all alone, and truly only God knows why.

Tears fall rapidly As I sit alone here sadly Your face in my head My heart feeling dead. I know that it's over Which makes my heart even lower God, I want there to be a you and me But it's plain that it's just not meant to be. Now it's time to accept the true scene Time to let go of the dream You wont kiss me in the moonlight rain or the snow And why I'm not good enough I guess I'll never know

I've been hurt so very deep By the one who once made my life complete He left his scars they do not show Imprinted them within my soul. So forgive me friend if I get scared But my emotions are temporarily under repair. I work on this heartbeak everyday Slowly the damaged is drifting away. If you've ever been here I know you will understand That what I need right now Is for you to stay my friend.

NEVER GIVE UP IF YOU STILL WANNA TRY NEVER WIPE YOUR TEARS IF YOU STILL WANNA CRY NEVER SETTLE FOR THE ANSWER IF YOU STILL WANNA KNOW NEVER SAY YOU DONT LIKE HIM IF YOU CAN'T LET HIM GO.