Caution: Cautions

Caution: Triggers– that’s what set off this post; we were starting one in our little child’s ‘book’, the little Shop of Horrors – wrote the next line . . .)

Caution: Could Contain Material Offensive to . . . Anyone  (and then we wrote the next one . . .)

Caution: Contains Material That May Gross You Out  (I know: we did.  And I know I had already begun ‘opening up’ a bit to my inner child . . . let him ‘speak’…)

And it occurred to me:

Caution: We Don’t Know all the Cautions are that we need to Caution you about.

Becauze . . . Caution: We Can Say Inappropriate Things

Caution: We Are Not Politically Correct. 

Caution: We Do Not Lie.  (Don’t ask if you don’t want to know.)

Caution: Do Not Say “Bite ME”.  I might.

Caution:  I can get to the root of things easy.  You might not always like the solution.  Especially if the problem is YOU.   (Happened; owner of a business ordered a study by Georgia Tech to find out why it was failing; they did, told him it was  him.  He fired them.  Business went on as usual.)

But it seems weird: I have to go around with all these “Caution” signs on my lives.




Look out for him: he’s broken; outta his mind . . .

All those misperceptions regarding child abuse . . . and especially male childhood abuse survivors; the stigmas surrounding it; that and DID . . .

It sucks to have to go around with a bunch of “Cautions” stuck to you.  “Caution” – don’t talk about this; ‘Caution’ – keep that under control.  “Caution”: don’t mention this subject, ‘Caution’ – this guy was a trained killer; ‘Caution’: He can fool the shrinks (this from a Navy doc to the civilian authorities when I was 1013’d) . . .

“Caution” – do you even want to know him?

It’s a terrible thing to go around with “Cautions” in your life.  Cautions to everyone else about you – or cautions from you to yourself . . .

and so I must add . . .

Caution: He falls in Love Easily . . .
Caution: He has a sensitive soul . . .
Caution: He protects children . . .
Caution: He tries to do no wrong . . .
Caution: He might just love you . . .
Caution: He’s a Human Being . . .

And so again, with caution:

  I Don’t Know What I’m Doing; I’m Just Doing It By Feel.

and if you feel offended, angered, put off by what I’ve said; if you love it, if you hate it, if it just leaves you standing still . . .

oh well.

I warned you about that.

Caution:  I’m getting along with my own life.

and with that, I think:  ’nuff said.




About jeffssong

JW is an adult childhood abuse survivor with DID*. He grew up in a violent family devoid of love and affection. He is a military brat and veteran. He no longer struggles with that past. In 1976 JW began writing "The Boy". It took 34 years to complete. It is currently on Kindle ( ), or if you prefer hard copy, on Amazon ( JW resides somewhere in the deep South. He is disabled and living with family. Note: Please feel free to take what you need; all is free to all. With that in mind, keep it that way to others. Thank you. We have 3 Blogs - One for our younger days, 0-10 (The Little Shop of Horrors); one for our Teen Alter and his 'friends' (also alters) with a lot of poetry; and finally "my" own, the Song of Life (current events and things)
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