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We All Have To Make Our Own Way

Independence is something that I cherish. We all have to make our own way but I know that I cannot because the family don't believe in my abilities to work or drive or take care of myself. I have to practice some kind of social independence where I am thinking for myself and doing for myself in a productive, socioeconomic and loving way. I know that I have been learning to do my role in Mawita'mk Society. I don't blame them because I did not have a triumphant recovery from hells I've lived. I feel that I could've gotten myself into routine and have my own place. I know that I've fallen into routine and comfort with Mawita'mk Society. And I know that I have to make my own way some how, some way. Feeling like I've learned a lot from Mawita'mk Society, about my disabilities and strengths. I'd learned to accept certain things in my life like how I need help to live my life. I know that I love Mawita'mk Society because they saved me from my own ...

My Generation

I know that my generation never had any support from either elders or parents. I know that for me I had to get support outside of family. I know that I'm happy where I'm at because of Mawita'mk Society. But I know that I was supposed to be independent, adulting in the year 2010. I know that I should've taken care of my personal business and gotten my credentials long ago. I know that I never was independent enough to explain why an Indigenous child could've been saved by the system. I know that I never had any connections to get help. I know that I was learning people would take me damned or not. My generation wasn't the Millennials or generation x. My generation was born in the 80s and raised in the 90s. My generation was showing the world we could do it without their support. I mean we were supposed to be thr Smooth transition to independence. We should've been called the Smooth Generation because of the Smooth transition to adulthood. I know that we wer...

Looking for Motives

I know that I've been reminded what healthy life is all about. Gathering information while sober, being productive while sober, clean and well fed. It's finding a balance of physical activities like fitness and routines, to work at my Medicine Wheel. Yes I am looking for motivation for my healthy lifestyle. Yes my rescuers have saved me from the depths of hell but I wanted to work it myself. I know that I wanted my greatest triumphant recovery from my depths of hell. And have my life together in Eskasoni. But I feel that I am happy how my life turned out. It was all new, scary and sad. I know that I was angry because I was home invaded in 2007 at Rosie Basque's apartment on 74th street. But I know that I was motivated and growing my sense of purpose through pop bottles. I knew that I wanted my greatest triumphant recovery from that particular depths of hell. I know that I was learning I needed support. Every time I am with my stepfather I have shit to do. I know that I wo...

True Independence v. True Interdependence

Choices, self-obedience and listening to my own wishes. That requires little to no effort, I should be listening to Maugit, Dialysis Unit and Mawita'mk Society, and Harriet. I know that self-control is an issue with me because I don't feel right with it. But I know that I have to correct my thinking in ways of criminality. I know my shames and regrets because I was an addict most of my life. Not amounting to anything or anyone. There is a type of criminal psychology that makes me want to cope, deal with my regrets and keep my shames close to me because I was taught not to defend myself. Self-absorption and selfishness I never had since I was here. I know that I've been through many different situations and loneliness. I know that I want to have many pastimes and women. But Mawita'mk Society is holding me back. Self-control versus independence is always dependent on obedience, loyalty and respect. I know that there are obedience to elders and support staff. There is ob...

Old Friendz

I know that I've had challenging times in my younger life. I know that I had an old friends by my side. But I think most of my old friends have passed on. I know that I never was freed here but with them. I know that I had old friends/older aged cousins who looked out for me and wanted me to learn all about respect. I know what I've said to them and they've respected me for everything I've done. I know that I could've earn a good living by doing plumbing and building for myself. I feel that I had learned woodcraft/building from old friends. Then I'd learned bushcraft/hunting with my uncles who I'd never thought was going to teach me anything through TV. They had hunting shows, MTV, Much music and news. I knew nothing with my biological mother because there was no need to teach me at the time but damn! It sure as hell hit quickly when the shit hit the fan. I had Child Protection Agency coming around and trying to break us apart. It was one hell of an emotio...

I'm the Stepson

I know that everything is based on nepotism and favoritism in my hometown, in First Nation communities and in community elections. I know that I wouldn't have any chance to develop if I was in Eskasoni. Too, We'koqma'q community is based on nepotism and favoritism systems. I don't know why there is any native systems at all. I know that I had a few job experiences but I usually have a medical reasons why I cannot attend work. And nobody wants me to miss a day. I know that favoritism works by sucking up or being a nephew or niece. I know how tough it is to be a stepson and amount to nothing so long because of intergenerational impacts, favoritism and nepotism. What's fair hiring practices in native world. Because of Indian Residential School we are suffering from a disportionate way of living economically. I know that I've learned to accept Welfare life for a long time. I know if I am not working or doing sports at a young age, I know that I'm not really re...

Could've Been My Greatest Triumphant Recovery

I know that in Eskasoni I wanted to stay in that apartment in 74 street. I know that could've been my greatest triumphant recovery where I was settling for that apartment. I know that I could've made that home my own and build a life there with all this Taxi Service and schooling. I know that I could've been easily convinced I couldn't do it because of Norma Gould, Mike MacInnis and my family saying I couldn't do it. I could've made that apartment my greatest success. I know that I never was changed in any way because I had too many enemies in Eskasoni that wanted me to suffer. I had to endure because there was no meaning for love. Nobody wanted me to succeed or thrive because they wanted me to have a family so that way everyone could cheat with each other. I did not want that for myself. I wanted to develop, grow and thrive in my own hometown apartment. I wanted to learn much as I can with books I've purchased and bought. But Rosie Basque would control my...

My Little Struggles

I know there are little struggles of accepting this place as is. I know that I have it good here but I want to build, create and sustain my own hometown apartment as a homey place. I know that I won't get any lover because I am damned and forgotten. I know that I want to know finances like grocery financial awareness practices, label-reading and cost of living mathematics. I know that I have life skills for keeping my bedroom clean and tidy. I know that I get criticism from them and I know that I get dialysed. If I want their support I have to keep my mouth shut. I know that I'm damned and forgotten because of the hypersexuality of Indian Residential School survivors. I know that I don't get to reconnect with my inner child. I know that I don't get to live freely. I know that I have to be highly organized and motivated. I feel like I don't have any trust issues resolved. I know that I am loved. But I am still learning these little struggles that I have intense fee...