As I sit here, hopeless in a motel room after almost just losing my job, I can't really find a hope, to find a way out of this.
I work in fast food, forced to work with severe mental illness after cyber bullies ruined an activist movement, and my mother had a stroke, I ended up homeless living in my mother's car, my mother's cat ended up homeless, probably died a horrific death in the cold, all because evil people couldn't see good things happening for, people.
Long story short, pandemic hit, car accident, finally had money for apartment, had to hand it over to fix car.
Finally it seems close, work was pushing me so hard I BROKE, I snapped, and quit. Now compulsive behavior, hiding from the human race at motels, 1,500 measly peanuts shells of, "devil money" wasted away, later. You know, all this money is blood money, all those 100s of million of starving children. Food, water, shelter is for the "privileged", I guess the starving 5 year old child, with no home and bombs going off over head, should, "get a job".
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