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Handfuls of Salt

*If you would like a print of this piece it is available for sale on my website under the Painful Paintings tab...


(I wrote this piece a few days (Thursday) ago.)


This is how I feel tonight...not just with the little sprinkling of salt but with handfuls and handfuls of salt. To end up in the shelter, then a few days later be locked out of the house (illegally) so that I can't access my belongings and on top of that finding out that all my stuff has been packed up for me. I was told that they were allowed to pack my stuff...


I got a storage unit today so now I have a place to store my stuff. I don't know what to expect when I go to get my things. I thought this person was safe. But I have been shown otherwise...


I have been done wrong. I have been deeply wronged. If I felt safe enough to wail I would. The pain and shock is almost too much to bear.


I feel violated. Deeply violated. I don't know what my rights are. I need to find out. I don't know that anything can remedy what has happened...


The one thing that will help is if that person will be hindered from harming more people...


Update: I had a job interview yesterday and was told that I can consider myself hired so that is good news. There also appears to be a program where I can get the help I need to move my belongings...

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