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My Journey Continues

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I’m so sick and tired of never being forgiven by my kids! Not so much my son, even though when he gets in a relationship he seems to forget all about me. But my daughter is extremely bitter and said she would never forgive me for her life and also since I unfortunately have had to live with her the last 19 years, accuses me of everything that goes missing in her Home. She calls me a thief and a liar. Really? I would never, and I mean never steal from her or her family. And, why lie? I own my shit every single day. Sad isn’t it, when because I chose not to live with my kids in our car and live at my mother’s drug, violent home. I’m having to hear about it from her till I die. I’ve said this before folks, I’ve apologized in the past for their lives, but I refuse to keep doing so. She has a good life with her husband and children, yet she is extremely angry with me. I have done more for them than any one person can, and go without just to help her and her family. And yet, I live in a room and feel everyday like I am an intruder. Very, very sad. You know, I would give my eye teeth, to have my mother back, and she can’t wait till I drop dead. Yes, those are the conditions I live under every single day. They definitely won’t be kids who will long and miss their mother every day, as I have for mine. You don’t know how many times I have asked the Lord to take me, so I could be with her. She was my everything, and my heart aches daily for her. My best friend and confidant, and would do whatever she could to help me. Even with all the chaos that we lived in, she would always be there to listen. And you wonder why I’m angry with my life! It is so unfair that I cannot live like a normal human being! Worked all my life and have nothing. So depressing! Yet we have all of those freeloaders out there getting whatever they can for FREE! If you make over $25,000 to $29,000 the government thinks your rich for some reason. Look folks, I don’t want to have to eat pet food, but I don’t know how much longer I can live under these circumstances. And for you out there who know me, you know I try very hard to make things work, yet she even lets her kids disrespect me. My Mother would have kicked their asses if they talked to her like her children talk to me. And I give them whatever I can! So very sad. Signing off for now. Much love