Living Collections bring together Hidden South Stories, Road Notes, and Observations about specific subjects r groups of people. Living Collections continue to evolve over time as more content is added and more truths are revealed.
For a while I wore a purity ring and tried to force myself to be straight and to be in relationships with females. I was 14 when I finally admitted to myself I was gay. I never planned on telling my family, but one day I did.
Then she just kind of stopped and looked at me in the eye and said, "You know, you're born how you are, and God made you. Scripture says you're beautifully and wonderfully made." In that moment I realized that God made me who I am.
He locked the door behind me. At that moment my heart sank and I realized that something was really wrong here. That moment of impending doom. I ran for the other door in the classroom. He jumped over the desk and locked that door too.
My life changed after that completely. They sent me to a camp in Montana and they beat me and electrocuted me. I fought everybody who touched me. I fought until they had enough, and sent me home.
I hustle and I work on Fulton Industrial. It’s how I make ends meet. It’s how I provide and how I eat. I don’t do this for a drug habit. I do this because most men that look at me like to have sex with me so I just charge them. I’m not a prostitute. I’m a hustler.
my dad and he would come home drinking almost every night and he would come and line us up and just beat us for nothing and he also molested us. We went through being hungry every day. He had a good job but he took it and spent [his money] on other women. We used to eat peanuts for breakfast, lunch and dinner. So, finally my mom left him when I was eight.
God say he would never put no more on you than you can bear so I go through these trials and tribulations and the struggle and it hurts. It really hurts. Cause you know you a good person. Deep down inside your heart, you a good person.
BW: Do you like being a prostitute?
Angela: I don’t hate it. There are certain aspects of it that I hate but it’s like flipping a burger to me. It’s no big deal. It’s just what I do for a living. People get up every day and go work in a factory. That’s how it is to me. It’s just like getting up every day and flipping burgers.
See, when you get shot in your head, you lose your memory. When I woke up in Grady, I couldn’t even walk. I didn’t even know my eye was gone.
The voice told me I could fly so I jumped from the 5th floor. I fell to the 2nd floor. Didn’t make it to the 1st. This was God because the direction I was going in, I didn’t go that way, It was like something caught my right foot.
Most people think that when we women end up on drugs we have a choice but… Even though we try to bury the truth, the past replays over and over like a camera.
See, the worst kind of high, that really gets you hooked, are the free ones. You go to a party and everything free so, you sample everything because it’s free. Then, once you have to pay for it, you realize hey, I might have a problem.
in my opinion he’s not gonna take men who take up with men because see, when two women get together, it’s just two gifts that got together but when man takes up with a man, he’s rebuking the gift that God gave him and denying the design plan.
A particular species of black people came from beyond the stars, from another galaxy. They were extraterrestrials and they came here to the planet in search of gold. The work was too hard for them to do so they created people to work for them. That’s why people have to work all their lives.
He took me and kept me in a motel for about three years. Held a gun to my head while he raped me… he’d sleep in front of the motel door cause he didn’t want me to leave. Yeah, we were in Donalsonville, GA.
The question was, “Where will you be in ten years?” First she got literal, then she got Pentecostal. Happy Sunday from The Hidden South.
I know I’m out here doing crack. When I saw that it took my memory away, I really took advantage of it. There are too many things that I don’t want to remember.
I learned how to prostitute at a very young age. I was 16. It was bad, but you learn how to work it, honey. I got my teeth veneered… I did a lot. I worked it.
So, I was sitting on a stone and I was like, “God, I never asked anything of you, but what am I supposed to do?” In my head I heard this voice say, “walk up the hill.” So, I walked up the hill and this big guy came across the street and he said, “let me help you cause that looks heavy
Camp Jesus is for the rejects. The ones who aren’t loved. The ones that people talk about and don’t want at Christmas dinner. If that’s you, come on down to Camp Jesus. See, Christianity’s all about loving your neighbor, not casting stones.
I talk to God and he talks to me. He tells me to be a good man and he want me to be a preacher. Do good deeds…
I met Linda across the street from a church that was giving away free Thanksgiving turkeys.
Apparently, after I dropped Ken off, with his wife, he walked back down to the bridge, where I had first seen him. When he got there, he found a stack of $20 bills.
He did get straightened out and went in the military but, he ended up getting back on drugs and committing suicide at 35. But that ended up being good too.
See, a lot of people think that you gotta take that Bible and preach it to people. No, no. You give yourself and that living epistle is you. You don’t have to say anything. It’s you in action. And, that’s what people miss.
Dee (mom and wife) started telling me about how, not too long ago, they didn’t have 2 nickles to rub together for a meal and how they knew it was their responsibility to take care of others who needed a hand.
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