Quick Update
It's been a few days and a lot has happened. First of all, because my parents and I don't belong anywhere near each other, the stand-in judge granted my parents a 1-year protection order against me. My mom made up a bunch of lies about me, I did my best to tell the judge the truth, yadda yadda and it doesn't matter anyway. All that running around I did last week to try to take care of my end of things because of all this nonsense was practically for nothing. Not quite, but nearly so. This was a civil case, without any penalties (money/jail time), not a criminal case, so it shouldn't affect most jobs that I've applied for (and will in the future).
Currently, I'm looking into or doing the following:
1. Storage options.
2. Job hunting as usual.
3. Housing and bill paying.
4. Returning to WWC as a Social Work major. Yes, you read that right.
I'm incredibly tired, and physically sore. I had a good day yesterday. Went to "The Park" with some friends, got to eat some excellent Japanese food (turns out some of it had fish-powder in it, and really, I'm realizing that I'm OK with that), went contra-line-dancing, and got to play a few rounds of Rook and make even more new, fun friends :)
I was thinking about documenting my life as a homeless person. And I still can, sort of. But the truth is, God has taken such good care of me, sending me His "Ravens" exactly when I've needed them... Honestly, my life is not your typical "face of homelessness" at all. There's much I can say, but I suspect that the "Poor Woman's Hilton" I want to build (Ok, I need a better name for it, right?) will do a lot more good than my writing a coffee-table book about my experiences being homeless, yet not (since I got taken in, etc.).
About the "Hilton." I want it to be a full-service, "pick-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps" place where single women who have no kids, 16 and older (if emancipated) can come for up to x-number-months per stay, get cleaned up, be safe, and learn how to live their future lives while they wait for low-income housing to open up, etc, etc. Essentially, I have to come up with a business plan and find investors. And probably call up that Sears Home-makeover team to come and build it from scratch after the land has been purchased (I have no clue where the right zoning for that land would be, etc). In any case, it's all thoughts floating up in my head right now. And that's all way down the road. Right now, I have to figure my own life out. I'm just so thankful I have great company, a warm bed, and the knowledge that I've done my best and I'm safe now.
I've been finding out what true Freedom is all about, and it's worth everything I've been through to attain it.
As for my parents, I honestly believe they need help of some kind. I see what they've done as pure evil, but I don't see them as evil people. Abusive, yes. But I believe that they honestly think, in their own minds, that what they've done is somehow "ok" or "excusable" or whatever. I don't agree with that at all, especially for Jeff's sake. They've taken his sister from him. It turns out that they've been abusing him in other ways as well. The proper authorities have been notified. I don't know what will happen to him from here on out. I do know that he isn't likely to be victimized too much more from now on, since their house is now subject to random visits from said authorities on a regular basis.
Currently, I'm looking into or doing the following:
1. Storage options.
2. Job hunting as usual.
3. Housing and bill paying.
4. Returning to WWC as a Social Work major. Yes, you read that right.
I'm incredibly tired, and physically sore. I had a good day yesterday. Went to "The Park" with some friends, got to eat some excellent Japanese food (turns out some of it had fish-powder in it, and really, I'm realizing that I'm OK with that), went contra-line-dancing, and got to play a few rounds of Rook and make even more new, fun friends :)
I was thinking about documenting my life as a homeless person. And I still can, sort of. But the truth is, God has taken such good care of me, sending me His "Ravens" exactly when I've needed them... Honestly, my life is not your typical "face of homelessness" at all. There's much I can say, but I suspect that the "Poor Woman's Hilton" I want to build (Ok, I need a better name for it, right?) will do a lot more good than my writing a coffee-table book about my experiences being homeless, yet not (since I got taken in, etc.).
About the "Hilton." I want it to be a full-service, "pick-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps" place where single women who have no kids, 16 and older (if emancipated) can come for up to x-number-months per stay, get cleaned up, be safe, and learn how to live their future lives while they wait for low-income housing to open up, etc, etc. Essentially, I have to come up with a business plan and find investors. And probably call up that Sears Home-makeover team to come and build it from scratch after the land has been purchased (I have no clue where the right zoning for that land would be, etc). In any case, it's all thoughts floating up in my head right now. And that's all way down the road. Right now, I have to figure my own life out. I'm just so thankful I have great company, a warm bed, and the knowledge that I've done my best and I'm safe now.
I've been finding out what true Freedom is all about, and it's worth everything I've been through to attain it.
As for my parents, I honestly believe they need help of some kind. I see what they've done as pure evil, but I don't see them as evil people. Abusive, yes. But I believe that they honestly think, in their own minds, that what they've done is somehow "ok" or "excusable" or whatever. I don't agree with that at all, especially for Jeff's sake. They've taken his sister from him. It turns out that they've been abusing him in other ways as well. The proper authorities have been notified. I don't know what will happen to him from here on out. I do know that he isn't likely to be victimized too much more from now on, since their house is now subject to random visits from said authorities on a regular basis.
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