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Tired of Fearing Homelessness

...So much I could say Actually hard to find words. I work so hard and show so much love. College grad. Lawyer Dad. Yet I've been homeless more than drugged out people Fully financially control. You know Narcissistic Parental Abuse Straight A student. Honor Roll. College- then finances became the threat... I've worked an hourly job since 12 wtf is going on. This man can just pull the plug Oh not just This man, your father- but all the men you'll have to live with because you're a hustler tomboy (don't look like it but live like it) and the only house of women you ever lived in made you lose your highest paying job and worked OVERTIME to make you homeless. Now my neighbor raising rent again. Stab. That's fine. absolutely Fine. Do me one solid and realize if you make me homeless because I can't give you your drug money- you'll be dead soon. He said he will never. Does any human love me - questionable. Grateful for my dog, She can never be deemed spoiled- She's been homeless with me and was the ONLY reason I made it. Saved my life for sure. All I know is... Face your fears right. it. I can do ALL things through Christ Consciousness which dwells in me. That's homelessness. Fatigue. Illness. and Poverty too. I have always known and continue to know... God's got something for me. Something much better for me. B Less Gu

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