01/05/2023
I’m sorry if you saw my last post personal first of May, romantic interests on my personal interests or availability. I only meant to post on my last photo of my Australian Shepherds Clark, who is a red and white Australian Shepard on scraps Aussies
Clark is named after two people who I love unconditionally that passed away my favorite band and my religious organization. I have to say that he is testing to other companies in my life. He is absolutely perfect and wonderful. Clark also serves as a service dog because I have very limited mobility when I used to be able to deal with animals I am no longer able to do currently at this moment, while I fight through a very bad, seemingly degenerative neurological condition that is called Tadive dystonia and tardive dyskinesia
This was caused by a medication that I was prescribed in my mid to late 20s and I am doing the best I could to recover, and I’m also very limited in my ability to clean houses
I guess I have kept this page up, believing that it was going to get better especially reasonably soon so that I can go back to living life normally as an able-bodied person. I miss everything that I used to do that I can no longer do where do very well from reading long books on religion and philosophy, especially the esoteric and occult-to painting, technology to preferred outdoor sports and activities, I miss my intermittent strange career of going back-and-forth from small businesses working for the owner. Where is the executives as an executive assistant and learning about then that is this how they came to form that business and what they went through to do that and how do you copy every small business owners, unique way of thinking and going about things to finesse my own small business, attempt and working as an executive assistant, and an intermittent fine artist. I miss getting to be involved actively in my religion as a high priestess and I loved working with animals as a hobby and a humanitarian entrepreneur, and working with people in domestic settings with their private animals doing canine boarding and cat sitting aand doing whatever odd work I could survive I desperately need And miss. school. I’m not sure if it’s going to get better and I think I’m going to keep this page up to remind me of who I was in the strength and thought it went through in my life and how I thought through it and how I work so hard to be an ethical strong, working person, and to support myself without exploitation or s*x work I miss contributing to society and getting to be myself and free and travel anywhere I wanted to go pretty much uninhibitively
I miss being who I was in my sheer true identity of my self, as a person, pursuing their goals, and dreams and thoughts, if that was still possible