Someone Stole My Wheels But the Show Must Still Go On!
First, before I go any further, I want to cordially thank D. Baily, Jat Debune, Labman, and others who offer the kind of support I need as I write in this blog. One thing I do know is that I am sitting on a gold mine but not all the tools to do the digging. I tried to acquire the tools I need to market the Birthday Promotion but all that went up in smoke (along with my ability to return to my home in Florida due to being shafted on a remodel job I have nearly completed.) Can anyone remodel a kitchen and bathroom in a week and a half???
I dare say not!
I found out yesterday I'm only getting paid (hourly at that) for 65 hours for over two month's work! I guess I should have been Superman!
It damages my plans in off-line promotions for the Event.
I am now stranded (again somewhere) in Massachusetts and cannot go back home owing quite a lot of back rent now. I requested at least $1600 for my work. He laughed in my face! How can some people sleep at night for the things they do to others who are already "down in the hole."
Being so vulnerable is sapping the life right out of me!
I was taken advantage of again and it is time for it to STOP!
I realize I do have short-comings, but I also realize there are others worse off than myself who have made the grade.
Here I am...another year, another event...no e-mail list and my campaigns in shambles. What I wouldn't do to free myself up of my economic hardship long enough to be able to put my 100% into this!
Jat discussed what it can mean to live around certain family members. Yes, family ties can be damaging because unfortunately, they too, can be poisonous. They mean well, bless their hearts. My greatest difficulty with family is more the "other half" of each of my siblings. I have been a fugitive from the employment world for several years now and living in gut wrenching poverty and having to depend on others for the support of the most mundane things in my life.
It has to stop! It has to stop NOW! My integrity has been worn to the bone and very few will listen to anything I have to say. I'm known as a "user" because my drive to go for my passions and learn IM has yielded no results yet.
Even the pursuit of personal development has brought skewed faces from my family members who are saying, "Yeah, right!"
I love my family. I respect each one for the rough lives they have all endured, like myself. I was one of the most damaged of all because I cowered under the physical and emotional stress from childhood.
Today, thanks to WA and sundry other sources, many of the issues I deal with have been brought to light where I can see them with an open truthful eye and go from there.
I will beat this problem to my death if need be. This way, I will reach the end of my life with no regrets for at least having given it all honest efforts and not just trying.