It has been over 3 years since my husband died of terminal cancer-
in that time my mother is once again sick with cancer. She has finished treatments and the family done much better this time. My Aunt Pearline helped around the house. I really believe she got sick because she was out and about too much helping me with my kids and running errands. My stepdad still supports me even though he has run out of patience about the problems I have been having around my house. My brother-in-Law, Billy got a lung transplant in Birmingham.
I will be facing charges of animal cruelty, neglect and abuse because I was not fully able to take care of the family dog. My mental illness and disability is an issue and will be a disadvantage in my case.
I wish my husband could have gotten well but rest assured he does still haunt me every day. I do still hear his voice and think that I see him. I have done some work for the print shop we used to help manage but it has been very difficult.
My son went to State School and suffered a head injury but its okay
I finally got a good bike so I can visit neighbors and ride to the store.
My house has been broken into several times and there have been shootings in the neighborhood. I do not feel safe at all. I constantly fear being attacked or killed.
I have made many friends in my community who have supported me and are all there for me. Many of them live with depression and anxiety like I do and we all have had kids or family members get put in jail. In the last year two police officers have gotten killed and others hurt trying to make our community safer. I am still scared of police and and feel terror when I hear a siren or see a police car.
It is still possible I can be put in jail because there have been a lot of problems about drugs and weapons at my house. I have been able to get the house and yard cleaned up but I am in danger from anyone who has been arrested on my property, their family or friends because surely someone somewhere hates me for the trouble they got in. Most recently my food stamp card and bank card got stolen and spent up.
I am struggling to work and make ends meet. I am trying to keep the family home. There is a Salvation Army in my neighborhood and if I lose my home, I will go there because I really have no where to go. True, I have many family and friends but I know it would be too much of a burden on them for me to move in. Anyway, I'd rather wait until my son turns 18 so he can get by on his onw like be finished with school and old enough to find work.n. I kept our truck so it will be here for him to work on. He won't be able to get a drivers license but he likes working on cars. His go-cart got taken out of our garage while I was gone for the weekend. He didnt seem too upset when he asked about it and told him.
My daughter is working and helps to keep the house safe. Last week, when my house got broke into, the person was caught.
I was able to get MediCaid but only for Womens Health and there is state programs for women who get cancer of any of their female body parts.
I can only survive until I die but have decided to be a good influence in my community even when things are not going well or I dont feel good.
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