I'm thinking...I should go make a grip of money for myself, now.
I already know how it's done. I just need to go do it. It's not easy but I know it can be done.
There's just some final details I need to work out or I need to get in contacts with people that will show my the way.
There's risk involved and that a chance I'm going to have to take, as anything else in my life.
I've already taken some baby steps. Thought it through. Now, it's just a matter of taking actions to make it happen.
I just hope that all the money won't go to my head. I know money can't buy me happiness.
Then again..I've hope i learned my lessons from my past to not piss it all away either.
I also hoping I'm stronge enough..when I have all that molaaa, that I can filter out people that going to come around
and want to use me just becuase I have money. i worked hard for money all of my life and I know money is not evil.
well...I'm getting better at it..At least i don't leave a grip of my money laying around the house like I used too.
It was just fucken pieces of paper with numbers on it to me for a while...
My mom used to get mad at me for leaving thousand of dallors laying around everywhere.
But she sure the hell didn't complained when she pocketed hundreds of dallors she found in my pocket when I used to
take my laundry to her house..That's why she used to tell me she'll do my luandry, That's why she'll still go through my
laundry every so offen..
My mother had already purchased and built reNtal properties for me already. All i need to do it just make a decision to move there.
Bascailly i don't really need to work if i don't want to and just collect rent. She knew living in the USA hasn't been too rosie for me.
After jenni's death...that's all my mother wanted for me...was to be happy. She wanted me to move back home and just start a new life,
find a young woman...fall in love and live happily ever after without the stress of trying to earn a living.
But i know it wouldn't matter where I move to . I needed to get right with me and find happiness within myself first.
I also belive by me being able to stand on my own two feet mentally, emotionally, spritaully and finacially that I will be able to live a happy,
joyest life.
I grew up in a dsyfuctional home. My father is an alcoholic...it didn't mean we were poor. My father is successful in his career. He was/is very
strick. My mother on the other hand is co-dependent. In other words...she somtimes spoil me rotten to try to make up for the way my father
treated me.