I’m Still Mugged!

Friendly reminder that there are gang members likely in more than one city claiming CLOUT ABOVE ME and want me lesser than them in obvious ways. If they KNEW ME IN PERSON, they’d know it is obvious that I am NOT COMPETITION.

I was in a grocery store yesterday, and found myself walking behind a small elderly woman who was not straight herself. I was walking slowly BEHIND HER and realized I must look silly to some people. I looked bigger, stronger, younger, however I must be more injured and sicker than her. She looked wealthier and more put together too. If someone took a photo… she looked like a home owner who was financially secure. I looked like a migrant worker who may not be well cared for. It hurts me to write this.

The reality is, if I were a migrant worker there is no way I could have made the trip to the U.S. Not in decades, if ever. If someone thought about it, they’d probably stand back and say: “Oops, that is a mugged U.S. person. Someone else is using her identity. They obviously do not want her to do much.”

If someone thinks I’m a gang banger, it is likely a gang banger who has used my identity more than I have in all kinds of places. I am verifiably NOT ONE. I cannot command people, I cannot demand funds or much of anything. I honestly have had too many things broken in my body even before the 1980s.