{"id":41,"date":"2004-06-03T13:01:05","date_gmt":"2004-06-03T13:01:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/?p=41"},"modified":"2004-06-03T13:01:05","modified_gmt":"2004-06-03T13:01:05","slug":"help-me-get-my-life-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/?p=41","title":{"rendered":"Help me get my life back!!"},"content":{"rendered":"<td>\n<p>I lost a significant part of my normal household income recently, because the person I lived with cares very little about anyone but himself, and after I found out he was trying to &#8216;get to know&#8217; someone else, he decided to stick it to me by leaving me high and dry. His reason? Just because he wanted to be &#8220;independent&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m an artist trying to branch out my own, but I&#8217;m working 2 jobs just to pay rent and utilities! I&#8217;m lucky if have any money leftover so I can eat, maybe buy a public transit pass to get to work every day (I don&#8217;t own a car). After all this I don&#8217;t have any money to run my business. I have gone to the welfare office but I don&#8217;t qualify for emergency assistance because I haven&#8217;t had anything happen to me that qualifies as an &#8217;emergency&#8217; yet. I need your help. I am in need of some extra cash to help me pay for groceries and transportation to continue to work so that I may build some business capital. My credit is&#8211;for lack of a better word&#8211;shot. I cannot take out a loan because I don&#8217;t own a home or have a banking account.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Let me tell you a story&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Once upon a time I met a man. We went out a couple times over the course of one weekend, and had a couple intimate encounters. After 2-1\/2 weeks he fell in love with me. I was taken aback, sort of, and &#8216;thinking about&#8217; that. In the meantime we seem inseperable. We do everything together. He unofficially &#8220;moved in&#8221; by leaving his clothes, toothbrush and other assorted items at my place, and always sleeps there. I meet his parents. He meets mine. He grows on me and I finally start to love him back, only ten times more that I thought I could ever love someone. He proposes to me after 6 months and a year after that we get a place together. Everything seems okay, although the safety and charm of the neighborhood we move into is highly questionable. After almost 1 year in our new place, I experience some months of irratic behavior from him and many instances where he was not returning home until the wee hours of the morning. I ask him what is wrong with him. He tells me he doesn&#8217;t want to live here anymore. I tell him I don&#8217;t want him living here, then.<\/p>\n<p>I have recently lost a significant part of my income because of this a-hole&#8217;s sudden streak of &#8216;independence&#8217; and can assure you that I had done nothing wrong to cause he breakup. His answers to my many inquiries as to such were simply &#8216;he&#8217;d changed&#8217; and &#8216;didn&#8217;t want to hurt me but still loved and cared for me&#8217;, just wasn&#8217;t &#8216;in love&#8217; with me any more. Which I find to be pure B.S. because if you cared about someone, you&#8217;d call home at least ONCE in a while to let them know you&#8217;re not dead in some dark alley, on a hospital gurney, or behind bars. What I found out, is that he had been persuing a woman at work.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I lost a significant part of my normal household income recently, because the person I lived with cares very little about anyone but himself, and after I found out he was trying to &#8216;get to know&#8217; someone else, he decided to stick it to me by leaving me high and dry. His reason? Just because &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/?p=41\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Help me get my life back!!&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-41","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/41","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=41"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/41\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=41"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=41"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobbijowoods.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=41"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}