Still here at the homeless shelter with my kids. Its been hell on earth since jan 21. I dont get along with the other women here. I miss being treated like a decent human being and being apart of society. I havent recieved any mail since the 1st week of january. My dads sentencing is coming up. I only pray my son gets the justice he deserves for what my dad did to him. Still mad that hes in his nice cozy condo with all my things there, while me an the kids are stuck in a glorified prison. I miss my dogs!!! Friends are completely gone from my life. Apparently when ur homeless friendships either are over or get put on hold til u are back on ur feet again. To hell with em too, as far as i know i have no friends, just people who used to know me. Wish god would send more luck my way. I just want things to be “normal” again. But its taking forever esp since im starting from scratch again. Im gettin too old for this.
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That sounds really hard. I`m sorry I don`t have anything else to say, I truly hope things will get better for you.
Thats okay, every1 is speechless when they hear about my life. U wouldnt be the 1st to admit u have nothing to say. I hope things get better as well, i really need them to for my kids sake
How dare that man sit in comfort while your child suffers the betrayal and trauma that comes with that sort of event… I truly hope that you and your children get justice. Much love.
I know, my brother came by the shelter and hooked me n my kids up with food n water and i think he could see the lost looks in our faces because he seemed stressed out from just bein there to drop off items. I can only hope karma can leave me be and actually go after the right people for once.