[__ Praise __] met another neighbor!

[Christ_empowered]

she's 86. she's been renting here for 28 years. she had her grand-daughter with her (cute kid, btw). AWESOME. At one point, she asked me how old I am. I told her...33...and seemed surprised, said she thought I"d be about 25. More importantly...

again; -not- everyone is out to get me, lol. Not everyone is terrible and vicious and mean. By God's grace, my real life--life and that more abundantly, in Christ Jesus--keeps going, and keeps getting better and better.

PRAISE GOD!

 

[Luminous_Rose]

Awesome! It's almost a treat these days to talk to new neighbors as some would rather not know who their neighbors are. I miss the days of gift baskets or the occasional welcome dessert. It doesn't seem to happen much anymore.

 

[Christ_empowered]

thanks. she seems awesome. i couldn't believe she was 86. she said her neighbors smoke reefer, and because the vents are interconnected, her place reeks. awesome. :-(

also...it seems that i can quit holding my breath, waiting for my oven to be dealt with, and for the water damage in the 2nd bedroom to be worked on. she said back in the day this place was locally owned and managed. now (I think this is true all over the country...), its owned by some rich people out in California and managed by a big corporation out of Alabama. And yet...

I rather like it here, personally. I mean, so far, so good. It helps that I Have the space all to -myself- and I'm not living in crazy, unrepentant sin. Always a good thing. The other deal is...

people are people, right? Right. Its...interesting, I guess...now that the "severe mental illness" is adequately treated, I"m on my own, etc., the past is...at long last, and by God's grace...losing its grip on me, I think. It helps -tremendously- to have my own space and to be out of my hometown, and away from people in that neighborhood who would openly taunt me and such, and...yeah. "nothing personal," "welcome to the real world, " etc.

my parents are -such- good people! im kinda rambling, totally off topic I guess, but...yesterday, they had internet put in my place. the dude was OK, it was kind awkward because there are some dead electrical outlets in the apt., blah blah blah, but...

my parents have gone above and beyond, for -me-, and I"m just now beginning to realize....its --America--. Even parents who can afford to do what mine have done and are doing....often don't....because of economic and social factors. Especially for me...a former wretch, former weakling, former (all kindsa stuff)....God has shown some extreme mercy and love, compassion and pity, kindness and grace...and a lot of it has been thru my (loving, ,kind, long suffering) parents.

OK. I'll wrap this baby up...now.

 

[Razeontherock]

So wait, the granddaughter of your 86 year old neighbor is how old? She could be in her 40's, if she's in her 20's that means 2 generations having kids in their 30's ...

 

[stovebolts]

thanks. she seems awesome. i couldn't believe she was 86. she said her neighbors smoke reefer, and because the vents are interconnected, her place reeks. awesome. :-(

also...it seems that i can quit holding my breath, waiting for my oven to be dealt with, and for the water damage in the 2nd bedroom to be worked on. she said back in the day this place was locally owned and managed. now (I think this is true all over the country...), its owned by some rich people out in California and managed by a big corporation out of Alabama. And yet...

I rather like it here, personally. I mean, so far, so good. It helps that I Have the space all to -myself- and I'm not living in crazy, unrepentant sin. Always a good thing. The other deal is...

people are people, right? Right. Its...interesting, I guess...now that the "severe mental illness" is adequately treated, I"m on my own, etc., the past is...at long last, and by God's grace...losing its grip on me, I think. It helps -tremendously- to have my own space and to be out of my hometown, and away from people in that neighborhood who would openly taunt me and such, and...yeah. "nothing personal," "welcome to the real world, " etc.

my parents are -such- good people! im kinda rambling, totally off topic I guess, but...yesterday, they had internet put in my place. the dude was OK, it was kind awkward because there are some dead electrical outlets in the apt., blah blah blah, but...

my parents have gone above and beyond, for -me-, and I"m just now beginning to realize....its --America--. Even parents who can afford to do what mine have done and are doing....often don't....because of economic and social factors. Especially for me...a former wretch, former weakling, former (all kindsa stuff)....God has shown some extreme mercy and love, compassion and pity, kindness and grace...and a lot of it has been thru my (loving, ,kind, long suffering) parents.

OK. I'll wrap this baby up...now.

That's totally awesome! And you have some very Godly parents.

I'm glad your not looking at everyone is out to get you anymore. That has to be liberating!

On a related note, my wife and I were driving home from town last night and we're at a stop sign waiting. An older guy going north, but turning west had this big smile so I said to my wife, "look at how happy he is". As he turned we made eye contact and waved. His grin got bigger as our two windows lined up and we both just smiled and waved.

It was pretty cool!

 

[Christ_empowered]

So wait, the granddaughter of your 86 year old neighbor is how old? She could be in her 40's, if she's in her 20's that means 2 generations having kids in their 30's ...

im thinking she was a great grand-daughter. verna's the same way about her only great grandson...she calls him her grand-son.

 

[Christ_empowered]

yes, it is liberating to know that people have their own lives and they're not all plotting against me, possibly in a secret lair of evil-ness. indeed.

i never thought I'd be -happy- about psych drugs, especially tranquilizers, but...man oh man...Abilify gets the job done, and I don't have twitches or uneasiness or tics or major drug-induced sadness or...yeah, you get the idea. it causes some weight gain, but not as much as a lot of the other 'atypicals.' No, this is -not- an Abilify commercial...I'm just glad that there's stuff out there that can chase the voices away without bring with it a different sort of misery, that's all.

thing about all this is...now, I can really, truly, at long last...--grow up--. Imagine that. LOL. Seriously. Looking back, I think before I got saved and before The Lord moved mightily in all aspects of my life, I probably had serious -physically- rooted problems. I don't know why. Could have been stress, could have been a genetic thing, I dunno. And now...

I'm healthy! I'm bright eyed! I apparently look a bit younger than my age, which is because I'm so healthy. I've just got to figure out a way forward in life, and the question there is...

doing what, exactly? Right now, my dad's all "GET A JOB!" Not in a mean way, and he's very understanding, he just doesn't want me to be left impoverished and vulnerable in the years to come. I just don't know, realistically, which way to turn in terms of employment. My mama is leaning towards staying on disability and just...living, I guess. Meanwhile...

I'm blessed to be out of the paranoid world I was trapped in. The tranquilizer kinda hinders concentration and energy levels a bit, but my shrink tells me that Abilify is better for "negative symptoms" than just about anything else out there, so there ya go. I mean, this isn't all that bad, honestly.

Thanks for the prayers and replies, support, etc.

 

[Razeontherock]

im thinking she was a great grand-daughter. verna's the same way about her only great grandson...she calls him her grand-son.

Heh. Scripture can do that too. It can read like it's one generation, but it's really just showing descent and lineage. Some of these details we can't know, maybe it skipped over many generations, or maybe there was only one? In such cases I believe that's besides the point God wants to make with the passage. I see no harm in experts seeking out the matter and sifting through evidence; the point being with your neighbor here it's possible to actually KNOW. The most generations I know of in the same place and time is 5. It's mathematically possible in this situation, but even 4 is rare

 

[Tessa]

Glad you've made a new friend. She sounds lovely. Hey things are moving up !
Don't worry things are working out great.

 

[Christ_empowered]

thanks, tessa. things -are- going nicely, aren't they? I mean, by God's grace, of course. Without Him, I doubt I'd even be alive. And so...

awesome. things are going rather well, and I'm thankful. I was thinking about looking for work again...or maybe just making my peace w/ being on disability and then seeing about doing something while maintaining "disabled" status (not ideal, but...it is what it is...), and then I saw this on the left leaning news place I go to, when I feel the need to make myself depressed: https://www.counterpunch.org/2018/06/08/hiding-the-real-number-of-unemployed/

ugh! :-( at least I Have my parents, ssi, and...my growing imperfect, but...growing and saving...faith in Christ.

imma go get some kinda cold coffee drink and maybe offer up a prayer. Thanks again.

 

[Tessa]

Lol I can see why that would make you feel depressed
Just keep on as you are. You are doing fine

 

[Luminous_Rose]

Sorry to hear her apartment smells like smoke. I remember being in apartments and smoke smell coming through the walls. It is getting to be an impossible thing to deal with considering the respiratory issues in the family. Thankfully our current place does not have the smoke smell problem. It must have thicker ceilings and walls because the smoke detector upstairs goes off like all the time and at odd hours.

Never give up pushing for maintenance. If there is an issue, keep following up. Also review tenant laws in your state to make sure they are not ignoring state laws about certain maintenance repairs.

I agree it is nice to have a place of your own. A lot more independence.