From The Goat Man.
August
10, 2013 1703
This
is The Goat Man. Dr. Grandma is from the upper middle class. I guess I’m from
the dredges of humanity. I’m a natural disaster specialist I have lived in the
worst shit you ever thought of. She (Dr.
Grandma) snaps on a dime but I love her. How can I not? She keeps me out of
trouble. She’s got her moments, but we
all have problems. If you seen us going
down the street you would think we weren’t together. I got long hair, don’t
shave very often, and she’s prim and proper. People stop me on the street and ask me if I
want to do drugs with them, (I don’t do drugs) this makes her mad because they
don’t ask her. (It’s not the idea she wants to do them (drugs). It’s the idea that they don’t ask her). Most people feel free to tell me anything. I talk to everybody. I’m not shy in any way. She’s well educated. We are total opposites. I can’t read and write well, but I know how to
have a good time and make people laugh.
She deals with a lot of shit from me and she doesn’t go anywhere. I
don’t get up well without my coffee so I run a little slow on the draw. I have A.D.H.D. bad and P.T.S.D. I don’t know why she has stayed. I give her nights of hell and the days don’t
get much better. I’m not saying I’m a bad guy but, the days that my P.T.S.D
acts up I would be gone. I get mean. I
get nasty. Sometimes I don’t know who
she (Dr. Grandma) is cuz I’m living 20 years ago. I don’t know why she stays but, I’m happy she
does. I might end up at a flipping bus stop not knowing why I’m there. Her life
has been turned up side down because of me. I don’t know if I could go through that. I have left people for less. She’s a real trooper. I don’t know why she must see something I
don’t. People that don’t know what it is
(P.T.S.D.) laugh at those of us that have it.
There is so many people that fake it and get on disability. They don’t
have it. It (P.T.S.D.) makes our dreams
haunt us. It makes our spouses lives a
living hell. It’s not that we’re bad
people, our nightmares scare us so much.
She’s a good woman. There are so
many people that are lying saying they have P.T.S.D., we live it every other
night. The nightmares haunt me. My
girlfriend she is the one that suffers not me. God I love Dr. Grandma. She is a beautiful woman. The shit I put her through no women should go
through and she comes back for more. God I love that women more then words can
say. I scare the liven crap out of her
at night and I know she’s going to be there holding me in the morning when I’m
crying cuz I hurt her. Never in a million
years would I hurt her. I love her. So
all people that are faking this (P.T.S.D.) don’t be surprised if I show up on
your door and show you what it’s like lol. I have a very good women would love to marry
her if I had the money. Nobody else
would deal with someone like me. She’s a
dammmmmmmmm gooooooood women I lovvvvvvve her. I think she is waiting for a
circus to come to town. I feel like we live in a carnival the shit I put her
through would be more fun if it was a carnival.
I found The Goat Man sitting on the tailgate of the truck typing his entry with tears streaming down his face. The P.T.S.D. is getting worse under the stress. I wish he could see the strong, loving, gentle man I see. He dreams big, he lives every moment to the fullest, and he laughs loud and full.
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