And just when I thought things couldn’t get worse…

The world gasped in horror last night, when Donald Trump effectively became Pr- I can’t even say it. It makes me throw up in my mouth. As a uggo, fattie and a single woman trying to support 2 people, I’m horrified and afraid.

Anyone outside the US interested in housing a highly distraught, slightly unhinged, grieving widow who just wants to hide from the world until the scary oranguatan ballsack goes away?


Published by: Kawanee Hamilton

Kawanee was born in Alexandria Louisiana but her first real memories are of Russellville Arkansas. She's always loved to read, and has always had an vivid imagination. She grew up in a house where almost everyone read, they didn't need a TV although she could still be found planted on her butt in front of her grandma's TV watching cartoons on Saturday mornings. She made up her first story with her mother when her cat died; it was about where pets go when they die. She continued to create stories from bad dreams she had and her dad would help her change nightmares to stories. They would sit up in a chair until the scary went away. He told her that: "Dreams, good or bad, are just stories your mind makes up. You are the author of your dreams; if you don't like them rewrite them. " She was hooked and has continued to read and write stories drawing from dreams, sights and just pure imagination. She just recently decided she'd like to try and get published and fail than wonder what if. Her story continues but where it goes from here is up to you, the Reader... She hopes you'll join her in finding out where her journey goes from here!

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8 thoughts on “And just when I thought things couldn’t get worse…”

  1. I’m not a US citizen, but I tend to agree with you, Kawanee. As the most powerful man in the world–oh, that sounds even worse than President–he frightens me too. No place to hide, Kawanee. This result will impact the whole world, I think.

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  2. Last night, I was in shock. Today, I’m ready to join the protestors in the streets. I’ll be damned if I’ll let anyone take my freedoms away. This is not a time to hide, Kawanee. It’s a time to stand up and face down the beast. As an older woman surviving on Social Security and Medicare, I could lose my independence – and quite possibly my life – should SS be abolished and Medicare privatized. But I will not be intimidated and I will not go down without a fight. Also, I refuse to allow the power elite to close my heart. I will continue to act from a place of love instead of reacting from a place of fear. Let’s show the world that this is not the end, but quite possibly the beginning of a brighter world wrought from meeting a colossal challenge and prevailing… ❤

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      1. I’m so sorry to hear about your loss, Kawanee. Grieving is imperative to recovery. The fight will still be here when you’re ready. Sending you lots of light and energy to help you heal… ❤

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