From #BethlehemBuffalo to Baltimore MD

During the month of December, 2014, I had a plan in place.  I was enrolled in a program which helped with financial aid to go back to college and finish my degree.  My appointment was on January 15th.  Life had never been better.

January 12th of 2015, I was in a severe car accident, which resulted in the temporary loss of my car.  As of today, my car is STILL in the repair shop.  Yes, that’s correct… One hundred and seven days without a vehicle, and counting.  Over the course of those 107 days, my life has been chaotic, and that’s putting it mildly.  From deaths in the family, to friends giving birth, new doctors, surgeons, lawyers, lawsuits, settlements, school, college, concerns for my son’s health, the ups and downs of a typical relationship…  In a nut shell, my life has been anything BUT quiet.

The one thing that has remained consistent over the course of these 107 days, is the nightly news.  Every night, there is at least one breaking news story aimed at defaming a police department, be it local or across the nation.  Having gone to college for criminal justice, I hope you can understand that this literally makes me sick.  Yes, writing is ONE passion of mine, but criminal justice has always been in the forefront.  It disgusts me to hear such things about our police officers, but what’s worse is that sometimes these nasty things are true.

A few days ago, my local police department was being slammed on social media for being a bunch of savage murderers with a license to kill.  What happened was, a herd of bison escaped from a farm a few counties away.  Those bison made their way from the farm, through a couple of counties, across the Hudson river, into our county.  The local and state police tracked the herd for 8 hours, making sure the public was safe.  These were wild bison, charging anyone or anything that got close to them.  Once the afternoon had begun, and the school was beginning to dismiss students, it was ultimately decided that the bison were a threat to public safety.  They were shot and killed.  Well, OMG!  Those bastards!!  Why couldn’t they coax a herd of 15 wild bison onto a heavy duty trailer and haul them to safety?  I’m sure if they knew there were cookies involved, these wild, angry, 1,100lb beasts would’ve fully complied.  Anyway… as I was scrolling through my newsfeed on Facebook, I couldn’t believe the names our officers were being called.  Instead of a “Thanks for keeping us all safe” there were way too many UNEDUCATED people criticizing the same organization that keeps them safe, day after day.  Now, had the police not acted when they did, the wild bison would have eventually killed a citizen and then they’d be bashed for NOT killing the animals right from the start.  Police officers have an extremely difficult job to do.  Add to that, the fact that they have to please numerous different opinionated people. I don’t envy police officers today…  They definitely don’t have it easy.

While attending community college, I learned that despite my good intentions (and those of every other individual interested in law enforcement), our criminal justice system is far too corrupt.  It’s been said that one person can make all the difference.  I don’t believe that’s true in this case.  My opinion?   It has to be a collaborate, nationwide effort involving colleges, police departments, correctional facilities, counselors, court systems and congress to name just a few. BUT… this is where I come in.  Someone has to get the ball rolling, correct?  Even if I’m not a part of the reconstruction process, I can certainly get the right people involved who can get things off the ground. We have to start somewhere!!  Education has to be a priority.  If Obama can mandate health insurance (with good intentions of course) why not mandate education?  Perhaps if that were the case, we wouldn’t have a city like Baltimore burning itself to the ground.  What exactly are they going to gain by destroying their city and killing off their police department?  Well, they haven’t thought that far ahead because they aren’t educated to do so!!  They’re angry, and maybe rightly so, but what the hell is all of this violence going to get them?  And although I haven’t read or heard the quote directly (yet), it certainly doesn’t help to have a mayor encouraging such ignorant, barbaric behavior!

I don’t know all the details/facts pertaining to Baltimore, but… did the officer(s) know that there was a history of mental illness, or health conditions?  Probably not.  So, let’s start by educating officers AND the general public. Once that’s established, why not actually TRY to reform and rehabilitate prisoners?  Why in this day and age is it so difficult to weed out the good from the bad?  Well, because everyone has rights.  If someone feels their rights have been violated, they file a lawsuit, clogging up our judicial systems even further.

I think Obama was absolutely right about one thing… It’s time for some serious change in this great nation.  Now we just have to start making those changes. Who’s game?


Peace, love and happiness ALWAYS,



What’s REALLY important?

In a world where we have the potential to be at peace, love thy neighbor and do good, I woke up this morning hearing about this ISIS group.  Then I learned that Al Quida has distanced themselves because ISIS is far too violent for them?!  Who are these people?  Where did they come from?  Who’s funding their operation and allowing them to grow?  And how many of you will I lose when they decide it’s time to attack?  I don’t watch the news (because it’s too negative) so any info you can share with me would be greatly appreciated.

So, your rent is late, or you can’t pay a bill.  Your car’s acting up and you feel the need to curse out your mechanic because you were just there last week.  You don’t have enough money to pay for school supplies for your kids, or in my case, new clothes.  Does all of this REALLY matter when we’ve got psychopaths leaking into our country with the sole purpose of killing innocent people just to plant their flag at the White House?  I’d like to say I’m speechless, but I’m not.  It’s just that my thoughts are racing and I can’t slow them down long enough to grasp a thought that makes sense.  All I keep thinking about is getting a passport and getting the hell out of here!!

As always, I wish you all nothing but peace, love and happiness.  Life is too short, and at the end of the day, please make sure your loved ones know they are loved, as we don’t really know what tomorrow will bring.  A group of psychopaths, killing for the sake of …?  Killing. Senseless killing.  It HAS to stop!!!  Please…

~Kate…a truly grateful, praying for an end to this ISIS group and PEACE, Kate.

Mental Illness

I tried to re-blog a post from but it’s not allowing me to.  I was diagnosed at 18 years old as being mentally ill.  Then, at 30 something with another slew of disorders.  Along with this, I was diagnosed as an HSP.  Being HSP, my body is extremely sensitive to ANYTHING I put in it.  I’m allergic to Benadryl!  It’s easier to tell you what I’m NOT allergic to.  Anyway, I was a lab rat for doctors and pharmaceutical companies for years!  When one med stopped working, they’d add on another.  I reached a point where I had had enough and began to slowly wean myself off of EVERYTHING (except Xanax, as it’s the only thing that gets me through a severe anxiety attack).  I no longer feel “mentally ill” but rather an individual.  My mind doesn’t work like everyone else’s, because I am not a sheep.  I refuse to be a sheep.  I am teaching my son how not to be a sheep.  Being a sheep is the cowards way!  It’s safe and secure and comfy and cozy.  And TOTALLY not for us.  Why blend in when you were born to stand out?  We (my son and I) were born to stand out, not to lead a heard of sheep.  After we get through an incident of breaking the confines of conformity, I have heard my son say “Bahhhh” under his breath.  It’s similar to f-off, and I should probably scold him for it, but all I can do is smile.  It’s my job to teach him.  His “Bahhh” means that he’s paying attention to what I teach him; he listens and absorbs.  I smile because I’m proud.  HE will grow to be educated not medicated.  I would highly recommend you all take a look at this blog post and let the education begin.

I’m not here to start a war.  There are some people that NEED medication and I will not dispute that.  However, there are so many people (including children) who are medicated simply for profit, or because parents don’t know how to deal with the traumatic events that caused their children to be in distress.  Let’s turn these people into zombies so we don’t have to deal with them any more.  That no longer flies with me.  Because my doctors prescribed so many different medications for me, I have been called a pill popper, crazy, mentally ill and a drug addict, just to name a few.  All because I trusted my doctors.  Not any more…  And I will not allow the same thing to happen to my son.  When I read that blog to my son, his response was “Don’t worry mom.  I’m a lion.  Lion eat sheep.”  I have all the confidence in the world that my son is going to go places.  He is going to soar in life.  Whatever he decides to do, he’s going to excel at.  He’s embracing his individuality and I LOVE IT!!!


~Kate…a mom who refuses to medicate her child because she can’t handle him, Kate.

Hmmmm decisions, decisions

Communication, or Facebook?  Is it really THAT big of a decision?  Apparently.  And that’s all I’m going to say about that.  And now I have yet another reason to hate Facebook.  Facebook can kiss my ass!!!


Signing off for the night, as I have well reached my boiling point.  Have a good night fellow bloggers!



B.A.D. Forgetful Friday

Crap… so now I have to think of someone or something I could erase from my brain?  Can I go get a coffee first?  This might take a while.  What did I get myself into here?

Let’s see…  YES!!!  There IS one specific person I wish I could erase from my memory.  It stems back to my childhood, and as much as I’d love to tell you how horrible this person is, there are always two sides to every story.  Since this person isn’t capable of telling their side, I will not talk of them.  I will just say that the words emitted from this persons mouth as well as their actions, are a good part of why I am the way I am today.  (If I run too fast I scare myself). Continue reading

B.A.D. Sinful Saturday

Okay, so here I have to acknowledge/admit ONE thing I know was wrong. Well, at the time, I didn’t see it as being wrong.  I vented my feelings of hurt, aggravation and despair on a social media.  I made sure before I wrote all that I did, that the “audience” was limited, and no one of importance (outside of who I was directing the message to would read it.)  Well, unfortunately, that wasn’t good enough.  There’s a one in a million chance that someone of importance could somehow, someday, stumble across the post (not likely) and certain peoples reputation would be tarnished.  So, you’re more concerned about your reputation that the hurt swimming around inside me?  That’s awesome.  I deleted the post, and the people.  From my social media AND my life.  If you’re going to be THAT shallow, I definitely don’t need you hanging around trying to stalk my page to get info on me.  So, was what I wrote wrong?  I don’t thing so.  Could I have handled it differently?  Probably, but it’s hard when I’ve got one person saying don’t contact us, and another saying call anytime.  I don’t want to call and make waves.  So, I vented to a friend.  The person I was venting about read it, flipped a lid and is no longer in my life.  Lesson learned?  Absolutely. I now go right to the source AND some people will truly never change.  I believe that’s what we now know as “Life”.  Shit happens.  You address it, fix it and move on, or you get pissed off, scream and yell and disown the person hurting.  Ultimately the choice is always ours.  Glad to hear that you can disown me yet spend 5 hours sitting and chatting with my ex (no doubt about me) while you’re supposed to be running the precious store you didn’t want tarnished in the first place.  To each their own I guess.  In the moment I was hurting, very badly.  I expressed that hurt without mentioning ANY NAMES ( which is EXACTLY why any and all threats are idle) and instead of seeing what I was writing, this person chose to see hatred instead.  So… again… lesson learned.  My circle is much smaller, and that’s okay.  I don’t want shallow, uncaring individuals taking up ANY space in my life, where a more positive person might fit in.  See ya!  Do I have any regrets  Absolutely.  I regret that it wasn’t a conversation I could have in person because the person I was talking about doesn’t have the time.  They are too wrapped up in themselves in to even notice someone else’s pain.  I regret that I resorted to social media, because ultimately that’s why I gave up Facebook.  Its an outlet, but when I use it for such, I’m an evil, vindictive monster.  Facebook is gone, my writing is taking off, I’ve had to learn a few tough lessons, but I do believe I’m finally on the right track.  I have my down days, don’t get me wrong.  Life isn’t all sunshine and rainbows all the time, as much as I’d like it to be, but those who actually care about me help get me through them.  Many thanks to those of you left; those of you who truly care; those of you that don’t hang ultimatums over my head; those of you who have been there from the beginning and continue to support, encourage and offer advice when I need it. As my circle gets smaller, my bonds with you grow deeper.  I will be forever grateful for you.   Until next time… ~Kate…the evil, vindictive, user of social media for what it’s for yet is accused of tarnishing reputations. Ha!  Whatever.

Don’t tell ME no!!!

I’m so sick and tired of people telling me what’s best for me and my son.  NO!!  Don’t homeschool him, it’ll ruin your life!  You’ll never have any time to yourself.  You’ll drive yourself insane.  Ryan (my son) will just take advantage of the situation and start slacking off.  It’s nice to know that all these people know me and my son better than I do.  So, here is a blog that I came across that I truly needed to read today.  Thanks Ron!  And for the record, we are not a religious family.  We do however practice the teachings of Buddhism on a daily basis.  The Buddha himself said that Buddhism is NOT a religion, but a way of life.  It’s acting out of kindness.  Every homeschooling network I’ve researched so far is all based on Christianity.  I cannot incorporate bible study into our syllabus when it is something I don’t entirely believe in.