Ahhhhh

Finally, the neighborhood has been quiet and everyone has settled and I can relax (well...LOL) and write again. It's a shame that there are some really messed up people out there. Even sadder that these were young people who have so much in life that they could give. Instead they live in a world of drugs, greed, and criminal behavior. Hopefully, this will be over now. It's been a good week, except the stress has me under doctors care more than usual.
I had always been a healthy person most of my life. I loved to play volley ball, softball and swim at one time. First though there was a head injury at a job (when I worked in Law Enforcement) that caused years of problems. At that time, I still worked but depression and pain started to set in. I ended up quitting the job in LE when actually, I should have taken a leave of absense to heal. I honestly don't know what I was thinking-there was probably guilt for taking so much time off.
Then I moved into this apartment which was "environmentally unsafe". I had no idea of this when I moved in and became very, very ill. The doctors had no idea what was wrong with me so they just decided to tell me that I would not probably live very long. I must have fired 7 doctors in two years. They either tried to overdose me with drugs, or tell me there was no hope. Finally, when the health department told me that my apartment was unsafe, I was too sick to work anymore.
Oh I tried to sue the creepy landlords at the time of all this, but they were cazillionaires and caused so many problems. There was enough proof to kill a bull, yet my attorney for some strange reason ended the case 2 days before Christmas in the year 2001. It was a devastating blow, especially since I could no longer work and had all kinds of lung, problems and other health issues which were so escalated.

I decided to just attempt to heal and painted and wrote. That was my inner joy since childhood and so since I could take my time, the focus was on just creating. I have about 7 illnesses from living in that "sick" apartment so it hasn't been easy. If it isn't one thing it's another. Plus, I never smoked and it is frustrating to have asthma and other resporitory problems.

Basically, I am a pretty happy person. Unusual for a person who has had so much hardship in life, yet I have a deep faith in God and believe that there is a reason for everything. I don't feel sorry for myself. In fact many people have no clue how ill I am and I just go on about my business. Complaining is for wimps, anyway.
There are bouts of horrible depression sometimes, but I work through it. I love to garden, go to the gym, write, paint, swim(oh I miss so much), and hangout with good friends. I have also given up alcohol 22 years ago. My biggest vice is that I eat emotionally sometimes. It is something that I am working on.
I also love my mom, son, friends and my cat Ronzoni and my dog Beautiful Dreamer.

Well, Enough for now. It's time to get some "Beauty Sleep".