And now Apple Music 🤘😂🤘💖💖💖
Made it to Spotify 💖💖💖
Thumper 🐇🐇
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This tho
Put the boyfriend to the test… Will he pass?
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I died my hair 😁 and of course, I wanted to see if he would notice. 😂Something all women do 🙄Like as to say “how much of me do you actually notice”How did he do?
We may joke, but homeless life is not something we are new at. I pray our path doesn’t take us that direction but if it does, we will still make it beautiful.
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Struggle and survival is about all we know. So while we joke and laugh about it, the struggle we are headed for is very real.
A struggle, somehow I knew was coming.
I really had high hopes that the funding would have worked to obtain the house. It would have dropped our rent from $1025 to around $700 for mortgage (if not lower). That would have drastically improved our life.
I told myself tho, if it didn’t happen this year, I would cut my losses and move on. For 3 years I did everything I could do. It’s hard when your a single person and you have student loans that are beyond ur income because your undervalued. It was hard enough to try to make it, but then to also do the things necessary to re-establish ur credit score. It was a lot.
I pushed hard though, much like with my music.
I grew grass, built a fence, planted flowers. This was gonna be my home.
But the Irish luck of course, road block.
The landlord has been wanting to sell before I moved in. When I moved in, I didn’t have anywhere else to go. The landlord was nice enough to rent it till it sold but eventually decided to take it off of the market and I had agreed to try to buy.
Having the house held up for purchase wasn’t fair to her, and they had waited long enough.
Moving, it’s expensive. We are looking at the minimum $3600 for expenses. We are selling everything but clothes and memories to try to get the money up for a new rental, and a uhual.
Right now, combined we have about $600 and I’m freaking out.
The uncertainty of the move and all that goes with it.
If I can find housing at a decent rate, I know we can all find jobs near it, but trying to secure the job before the house to hopefully get relocation assistance.
I don’t fear the struggle for myself, but for my daughter and my pups I do.
I am the mom. I carry the weight. Our survival really depends on me, and I pray I don’t let any of them down.
My daughter is truly a spirit all her own. She has always understood the struggle, more than she should, even as a child.
I’m thankful for my pack, their understanding and unconditional love 💖
I often feel remorseful for my daughter’s life and my drive to make it better but always failing. She know I work hard tho for what little bit we have, and those closest to me often wander how I even make it. Sometimes I don’t even know. Ramen noodles maybe?
I can feel the weather changing, the clouds are disappearing, but I see another storm in the distance.
We don’t know where we are going but we are going together 💖
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Badd Bitch #outnow
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Listen to Badd Bitch-featuring ReaperMayne by REAPER MAYNE on #SoundCloud
Scared, excited, scared, excited…. Anxiety… 🙄
There’s so much good happening and so much scary. I’ve grown appreciative over the last few days over my daughter’s willingness to continue to struggle, even more so than we are now, in hopes for a better future. Something she said kind of still just keeps repeating in my head…
“How’s that any different than now”
I don’t really recall the details and even if I don’t I do and to go into detail might throw a lot off and really, this life, we are used to, and we are blessed even with just having bare essentials, and for us, that’s never included much more than each other 💯👏 we make due each and every day because we are survivors.
And to be even more honest, this really is the only plan I have because I know soon the things with my job were going to get even worse than they already are, and with the news of the loan not passing underwriters, I just knew it was time to let go, I could feel the turbulence and I knew soon things were going to crash and burn. The stress from trying to get to the point of buying the house and the stress from my job, that actually had nothing to do with the work itself, long story short after 4 years at my job, and 3 years of trying to buy the house, both battles, I just feel defeated. I feel defeated.
I’m not afraid to admit it. Every survivor stands strong after being knocked down. I’ve been knocked down year after year and I’m ready to take my losses, admit defeat, and go gain strength to heal. No job is easy, no road is easy, but I’ve done my 25 straight years of struggle and I’m tired. Something has to give.
There’s a song I started write a while ago, and I can’t get quite past the chorus because quite frankly it’s just too deep right now.
A lot of people struggle in silence and I’ve said that for a long time. And really boss Mom’s, we handle shit and keep trucking, but this fight for survival, this shit been going on long enough. I dread paydays. I work so hard, put up with so much unnecessary bullshit.. and for what?
So that I have $36.00 to last me two weeks 🤔
I don’t even have a car 🙄 I have a fucking scooter 🌪
Staying and fighting and struggling is not working. It’s time to try something new. Something crazy. It may get bad. But we were facing a rocky road regardless. At least this way, we can have some hope for something better, and hell, if that carries us through the difficult times, then so be it.
Like I said in Poverty a few weeks ago, we will spin this like pottery and make it pretty, cause even in the worst of the worst, I know my daughter and I can look at each other, dust ourselves off and laugh cause we know we got each other. #itsyouandme
A lot of people think Finally Standing Up is about a relationship, but it’s not. It was a bad day at work and it was basically like, okay, I can see, you will never see me, so I’ll work endlessly to push my music, until someone sees me.
I’m crazy, but I’m loving. I’m funny, but hard-working. I stand on my own integrity, because I know, I always give 150% until the scales start to tip too heavy ⚖ then I adjust accordingly.
I often don’t understand why shit always has to be so hard, but I guess that’s how soldiers are made. I guess it’s time to suit up.
Things are about to get pretty rocky for a while, but hopefully when we come out other side of the path, this one leads to peace and prosperity 🙌
We have decided to sell off all of our belongings. We can only really take clothes and memories, our bare necessities. Even that isn’t a lot so I did keep the GoFundMe up from the closing costs and changed it to relocation support. It’s kind of ironic, it was up for a while for the closing costs and never got any donations and I changed it, and we got the first one today, and we are incredibly moved by that. Every little bit will help. If you can’t donate, sharing is caring. 💖
We are giving up our lives to have one…
The anxiety has set in 🙄 but I know this is the right thing to do. Change is never easy, but you will never fly if you don’t try.
The reality of the fact that I just resigned from my job has set in. I will have to say that my job has been less that ideal for a long time. The misery in the workplace is more than most can tolerate and also a huge reason a lot of others have already left.
Putting in my resignation was freeing to say the least. It absolutely felt like I was breaking up with an emotional boyfriend 🙄 but nonetheless, a means to survive.
So now, with everything set in motion, I have to find a house, 2 bedroom at least, that takes pets.
I am unsure of where we are going but what I do know is that we have fought for a long time to find our place here and it just hasn’t happened.
Now we fly and hope that our faith in each other helps us soar.
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I will be posting updates and keeping everyone up to date with our story.
I hope and I pray that I have made the best choice from my family, the uncertainty is definitely stressful.
What I also know, is that for years I’ve accepted less than I have deserved. For years I have worked hard, and still have an empty fridge. I know there is more to life than a dead end job and a poverty driven lifestyle.
Also, if you know of any rentals, or jobs, please let me know.
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I Smell Cakes and Candy 