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Rantings of a mad homeless woman and friends...

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1/6/2016

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Who knew that when this car was gifted to me after my brain infection that I would actually be living in it full time? 
I have such deep gratitude for the family who did this for me when I was trying to make the trek from Florida to Washington...and thankfully I made it pretty comfy inside knowing that I would be spending quite a bit of time in it, but I guess I just wasn't ready to accept that I would be one of the many millions of invisible homeless on the streets...
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Feeling confident on my new life path to the west coast in hopes of healing from my brain infection and strokes I had no idea what was to come.  Yeah, I had feared in the back of my mind that if a miracle didn't happen that I would too be homeless, but things were moving along in a way that I was sure I could skate by.  I made all reasonable choices to ensure I did not have to go homeless by finding places with super cheap rent, offering to trade for food, cleaning, gardening, etc...
I found what I thought was going to be my peaceful place to heal in Onalaska Washiington, but never in a million years did I forsee I was going to be walking in to a very dangerous situation resulting in the death of my dog and thousands of dollars in stolen property, as well as a run for my life while still disabled.
After I moved I sensed there might be some difficulty, but I kept to myself and tried to deny how dangerous a station I was in.  I kept myself busy making a home, refurbishing furniture, decorating, art projects, photography while getting to know my new home...in no time I knew I had no choice.  I had to leave after a series of recorded abusive situations I could not tolerate if I was to heal.  My safe place to heal turned in to a hell that I am still unable to speak about without visible distress.
At first I was scared, but somehow knew that I knew innately that this was part of my path.
I guess maybe I thought that if I spent my life helping others that I would not be in a dependent situation.  I guess I thought that I should have been given the time to properly become homeless....like pack some stuff and be prepared....not just be thrust out in to the streets disabled and alone with my stolen property that would have been money being held hostage...
So I had to leave...in the middle of the night with a small bag of summer clothes, sandals, a towel and soap.  Thankfully I already had a "bed" in my car as well as some food, water, tools and basic necessities...

So where do I go next?  I'm new to this state, know no one I can trust and really know nothing about the cities...

After a few weeks of adjustment and a few angels along the way to offer me some support and words of kindness, I decided that I was where I needed to be and am even more motivated than ever to help the homeless in a real way that I now know personally can help. 

Stay tuned for the rest of the adventure...


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