I can’t take this anymore. I feel like my whole life was a setup.  Like every moment was preordained. No one should suffer a lifetime of being undermined and stolen from repeatedly. Every opportunity, every good thing that has come into my life has been pilfered by those that are supposed to have my best interest at heart. I can’t even trust the people in my life because they have infiltrated every aspect of it. Even my own family. 

I can’t even do my laundry on the setting I choose!  Did it ever occur to my roommate that maybe my laundry might be dirtier than hers?  Plus, now because I am only allowed to use the washer after her, she has two loads to dry before I can use the dryer.  Thanks for mildew clothes, again!  

Now that I am nicotine free the smell of smoke is so overpowering.  It makes me sick every time she lights up a cigarette.  And then she just leaves it in the ashtray smoking up the whole place.  I never thought I’d be this kind of former smoker, but it is so hard to breathe around it  

How dare Damienne and Levi live in our home rent free, Levi for over a year. Without any stipend being paid on their behalf, my mom, a single parent had to support both of them and they were responsible for my mom’s camper being taken away. They are the biggest con artists the world has ever known. I can’t wait till Paul Chasse gets my letter, informing him of the betrayal.