Christ_empowered
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not to be all whiny about it. could be 100x worse, I know that. that's not the issue. its just...
'where's the money coming from?' 'his parents aren't allowed to support him! the doctors won't allow it!' and 'yeah, he said Jesus healed him...looks like he got a laser peel, hahaha!' on and on and on...
the banging on my front door today, while i was showering, was fun. at least this time, when I checked the front door, the locks were firmly in place. one time, a couple of weeks ago, i had to push the door back to get the locks into proper position. -scary-
truth? i might have a sealed misdemeanor. i think that only comes into play if you want an occupation that requires a license or if you end up in court again, neither of which apply to me (Praise God, btw). no felonies, and i'm a "voluntary outpatient" at the mental health place, which...
-scratches head- gets me to thinking if maybe I should try to just get in with a family doctor. the mental health industry can be rough on people...I'll take the prescription, but maybe I could ditch the clinic?
anyway...I don't know what's going on, really. lots of lies spread about me...is it persecution? a part of me wants it to be, honestly. not because i -want- to be persecuted...
but because, at least then, its a bigger issue than being an "uppity mental patient" and not "knowing my place" in society, etc. blah. :-(
people have long spread lies about me, even before my conversion, a bit over 7 years ago. -sigh- low status, upwardly mobile family...i dunno, that's what makes sense in my mind, anyway. but now...
now, its kinda like...i sense bona fide, genuine -hatred- , and i dunno...i don't feel -unsafe- , but i don't feel completely 110% cozy, either. make sense? yeah...anyway...
i would say "file this under 'more of what Poor People go thru,' " yet again, but...
-sigh- I think it really is more like "this is what psychiatric survivors go thru," honestly. poverty goes hand in hand with 'severe mental illness,' so its not either/or, of course. anyway...moving on, yet again...
I know I come here for prayer -constantly- . this is just...frustrating, a tad bit crazy-making. Jesus loves me, this I know...a) because Scripture tells me so and b) because of His work in my life. I just...
well, I have no where else to move, I'm hated and known here, but oddly/ironically enough, probably safer here than anywhere else. true story.
so please pray, y'all. thanks
'where's the money coming from?' 'his parents aren't allowed to support him! the doctors won't allow it!' and 'yeah, he said Jesus healed him...looks like he got a laser peel, hahaha!' on and on and on...
the banging on my front door today, while i was showering, was fun. at least this time, when I checked the front door, the locks were firmly in place. one time, a couple of weeks ago, i had to push the door back to get the locks into proper position. -scary-
truth? i might have a sealed misdemeanor. i think that only comes into play if you want an occupation that requires a license or if you end up in court again, neither of which apply to me (Praise God, btw). no felonies, and i'm a "voluntary outpatient" at the mental health place, which...
-scratches head- gets me to thinking if maybe I should try to just get in with a family doctor. the mental health industry can be rough on people...I'll take the prescription, but maybe I could ditch the clinic?
anyway...I don't know what's going on, really. lots of lies spread about me...is it persecution? a part of me wants it to be, honestly. not because i -want- to be persecuted...
but because, at least then, its a bigger issue than being an "uppity mental patient" and not "knowing my place" in society, etc. blah. :-(
people have long spread lies about me, even before my conversion, a bit over 7 years ago. -sigh- low status, upwardly mobile family...i dunno, that's what makes sense in my mind, anyway. but now...
now, its kinda like...i sense bona fide, genuine -hatred- , and i dunno...i don't feel -unsafe- , but i don't feel completely 110% cozy, either. make sense? yeah...anyway...
i would say "file this under 'more of what Poor People go thru,' " yet again, but...
-sigh- I think it really is more like "this is what psychiatric survivors go thru," honestly. poverty goes hand in hand with 'severe mental illness,' so its not either/or, of course. anyway...moving on, yet again...
I know I come here for prayer -constantly- . this is just...frustrating, a tad bit crazy-making. Jesus loves me, this I know...a) because Scripture tells me so and b) because of His work in my life. I just...
well, I have no where else to move, I'm hated and known here, but oddly/ironically enough, probably safer here than anywhere else. true story.
so please pray, y'all. thanks