The new underwear I bought yesterday, and had left, still unopened in its package on/in my bed, appears to have been stolen, while I was away from it!
Now my available underwear is pretty dirty - including what I have on now - and I only have $15 cash and coin or so (Plus $15 or so Walgreens' cash/credits.) for the rest of the (From too-morrow, 5 days.) week!
I can never get on my feet-
-SO MUCH stolen, and never a chance to achieve good stability
.
I am now thinking that I really do need to leave S.F., even if it's safe, this trusting in authority figures thing ~ I saw my workers to-day, and corneded the main one about the fact that he monkeywrenched my CCSF attempt
, not following through~ He said " it wasn't in your treatment plan ", or such, and when I pressed him on it, he said in a sheeping, small, voice, " I know ".
Perhaps I should go to Santa Cruz again, at least for a visit though it's likely not viable long-term - I don't really have money to go further
.
I was, though, trying to get help from a legal clinic here, regarding my inheritance from Bruh and more ~ However, they might not really immediately help me much ~ Still, I could try and maintain contact with them.
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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.

My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!