I don't remember how I discovered Skyrock a couple of years ago. I do remember that after reading a few blogs, I felt a kinship with the other "Writers" and felt comfortable in writing of my thoughts and feelings. I felt I wouldd be able to share my bewilderment, my sorrow and pain from the aftermath of an aching heart without fear of judgement.
In my writing, I have shared more of me than what I consider normal. That I share these things is foreign for me. I am a very private person. The things I write are things of the heart... mine and my lover's. Nothing more.
Now, I find myself as the perceived Enemy by a few who blame me for simply being an American. What has been done or not has nothing to do with anything perpetuated, condoned or approved of by me personally. I am a gentle soul. I love, but I do not, nor can I hate. I find it difficult to be in the line of fire when I am here to write and to make friends with people from all cultures. My writings are non-political and will remain that way. Where a person is born is not a choice. And, it does not rank you as being among the good or the bad in one's country. I am one woman. I am not my Country. I am compassionate and I care what happens or has happened to others regardless of where they were born. Everyone has a right to their opinions, but, please don't judge me for something of which I had no decision. Again, I am just one woman whose only power lies in her own wounded heart. Obviously, as can be observed through my writing, it can be felt that I equally have no power over it, either.