THIS IS A PURELY VENT POST


Welp, it still fucks with my mind that a year ago (June 7th,2020) I lost the place I was renting a room from, the whole house burned and went 4 months living in a tent in 90+ degree conditions living in Texas with not a single friend nor family member bothered to take me in to help get me on my feet.....

Then when the new house(another modular home) was put on the old existing plot. I decided to go visit a military friend of mine for Christmas/New Years and I get a text from the person I was still renting from decided to tell me I have till the end of April to move out without being told why I was being evicted. Luckily the military friend moved me into his place, gonna still struggle for while being on a low income.

Before the house fire I had roughly 5 friends and now I’m down to 3.

Not gonna be easy to get on my feet when jobs see me as a liability risk due to my IEP diploma (look that up), I don’t drive (stepmom thought that me being in Special Needs type of classes I didn’t deserve to learn on how to drive). So essentially I pretty much gonna struggle no matter what. Family wants nothing to do with me, why i have nooo clue and whenever I ask I’m ignored and told “I don’t want to hear it, grow up and put on your big girl panties on and deal with it on your own.”