Classic Collision Atlanta Progresses #56

Posted on 18. Mar, 2017 by in Classic Collision Atlanta


Yesterday, my best friend and I were walking on a trail…and I began to discuss the messages that I had received last week on my site.

He could not begin to comprehend why I would even acknowledge this sort of behavior and repeatedly asked me why I did not simply quit all of this mess and go and live a happy life.

1. I am very happy. I do not know that I have ever been this happy in my life…Yep, if this is happy…imagine how bad it once may have been.

For the first time in my life, I am free! I do not have to tolerate being treated like crap because some man thinks he has a right to whatever it is he thinks he may want from me…MANFRED. It is my life and I deserve greatness

..I also think that age has a lot to do with it…YOU GOTTA LOVE IT!

2. There is no way in the world that I would want anyone to believe that I am racist. Its bad enough that I behaved like a complete turd, sometimes in life…as I have gotten older though…I began to realize how awful people can treat one another, based on things like weight, income level, intelligence, etc.…its all really sad.

I used to laugh with some of my closest female friends. Several of them were 250+ lbs and as much as I had everything handed to me…because of my appearance and personality…I would ask them if they would want to be me…I believe that “Hell No!” was the customary response. As much as it seemed fascinating…that my life seemed so fabulous, they were the ones that saw that my life was a nightmare….I was a candle in the wind. Isn’t that something! These women were beautiful but, extremely overweight…people were often very cruel to them…yet, they’d rather be themselves that be the train wreck that I was.

Needless to say, I don’t ever want anyone to feel like they are less of a human being, based on something that they cannot control.

Now, if you are a JERK…please kindly stay on the opposite side of the Earth from me.

3. The minute that I passed out my first flier…is the moment that I signed my death warrant. So, I am going to stop when I am good and ready. It was going to cost me my life, either way!

I am not ready yet. I believe that many women, who are in the same position that I am/was, are reading this and benefiting from my posts. Those who do not believe that you are benefiting from me???…just know this…there are some of you that will never…because of what I am doing for you right now….what I am doing is scaring the pants back onto a lot of men who have done this to women, in their pasts! Yipee!

Would any of you like to know how many females are sexually harassed in the workplace each day? I don’t know and neither do you. Most cases are not reported. How do you approach the owner of the company, etc. and tell him that he is not supposed to sexually harass his employees…and not get terminated? It happens everyday. I did not know then but, I do know now! How do you resign from a company and report them to the EEOC…then, apply for other jobs without that biting you on the rear? People can tell you what they think you should do, all day long…but, until it happens to you!…and…Do you honestly think that employers/employees from different companies did not swap horror stories? Of course they do.


4. I FEEL THAT IT IS NECESSARY TO COME FULL CIRCLE BEFORE I QUIT. Once again, it is easy for someone else to tell us when to say when. I will know when the time has come. More importantly, I believe that it sets a better example for those that are experiencing similar grief…to see/read that progress is very possible…Sexual Harassment and RAPE are NOT ACCEPTABLE anywhere, you do not have to tolerate being treated like dirt, you do not have to take threats, your life is worth more that your harasser/attacker would like to lead you to believe, you are at a place of business to work and the abuser usually has WAY MORE to lose that they will ever admit to. Do not be confused…this behavior is unacceptable, period.

So, my friend..,just know that I generally would not have been able to observe the leaves on the trees, the bicycle etiquette of the children who were new to the sport, the chipmunk that ran by as we walked or the fact that there were trees growing out of hill sides, straight up…into the sky.

Yes, when all of this was occurring…my life was much like driving in a hurricane…and having a very poor set of windshield wipers on my vehicle. Now, my vehicle has weathered the storm…but, she gets me where I need to go…and I have a pretty good set of windshield wipers on her…

We are slowly but, surely making progress!

4 Responses to “Classic Collision Atlanta Progresses #56”

  1. Exposed

    18. Aug, 2012

    They are not videos they are screen caps from a conversation where you did in fact specify that you where never raped. Turn your html on and you will see it.

    Your specific words where “the man never did force me against my will. The heartless asshole refused to help me with my medical bills, or loan me money. I needed those things.”

    Lets brush up on the definition of rape.
    Rape: forcing another person to have sexual intercourse

    So seeing as you where never actually forced to do anything(your words not mine) you where never actually raped. Which makes you no not a rape victim but a disgruntled gold digger who never got paid for her services.

  2. Exposed

    10. Aug, 2012