My first set of roommates in Fall 2004, were pretty much setting me up for intense drama. They wanted drama while I was working on getting along with them/making sure we all got along. The school set me up to live with people who didn’t choose me for roommate, which is why there was drama in the first place. They were so crazy, calling me retarded to my face, daily, giving me no peace, picking fights, making me the one blamed for them, and throwing obnoxious parties/having people over too much. I found other non-partying roommates with a graduate student, who needed a roommate, and couldn’t find another graduate student. It was a friend of mine, who saved my life by helping me get the school to get me to move. The situation in the house was volatile, unpredictable and laced with jealousy. I was not the unkind person like my family would have some believe,. I was the victim, but I had to deal with the situation.
Some people do not relate well to the Spanish. Sure, that can come from other Latinx. Some people like to pretend I’m illegal, even if I have an American passport and US Citizenship. My Passport will need renewing in 2024. When I get my archaeology Ph.D., and then my Psychology Ph.D. , I’m going to have to burn my Spanish passport but since my relatives don’t bother reading this blog, and at times, my Facebook page, lazy people, they will not get offended by this sentiment. I have handled racism by the Spanish for my South American half. I put rejection by anybody for any reason on ignore. I pay attention to those who want to be my friend.
Back when I was 12, we took a cruise from Los Angeles, to Ensenada, Mexico. I have been to Puerto Vallarta, Tijuana and Ensenada in Mexico by the way. My mother and I were out on the deck of a cruise ship, watching a string of five lights turn into a circle, while after that movement it disappeared into the night sky. From then on I was fixated on UFOs as real because I grew up knowing Star Visitors existed. I have trouble talking about this stuff, only from experiencing vicious treatment at the hands of a skeptical chemistry Ph.D. Another time, while I was in Spain–when I was around 17, I thought I saw a UFO in broad daylight. It popped into my head that it was a cargo ship, I saw fly in the sky for a split second of falling, then disappearing into warp or whatever the means of propulsion was. Muros is a beach down that is situated near an American military base. So in the town, there are any numbers of Americans.
This book is in progress, because a friend of mine is formatting it. I have one class on formatting in my Lynda.com account, which is partnered with my local library. Bullies are simple-minded, in some ways, only because they are malcontents who look at their victims as something they get intimidated by. Bullies do eventually face karmic/eternal judgment. The gods do not look kindly upon liars, who demand attention since they are strict with people about standing on their own two feet. The gods look favorably on people who stand up for themselves, in order to do the right thing.
Codependency means that one person is dependent on another to survive. Codependency is about someone taking abuse from someone close to them, be it parent, sibling, or cousin. Codependency is all about being needy on one person to solve your problems for you. Codependents often do not know how to handle things on their own. They pretend to know how to handle things but often find themselves with their tale between their legs, whimpering. A codependent person is someone who cannot stand on their own two feet because they cannot survive without the person they need to make certain their own survival. A codependent person cannot often recognize that they take abuse either such as when it is from a significant other or family member.
Being too nice gets you taken advantage of. Actually, the thing is, some earth humans view that as being a pushover. Certain people’s mother was like this. I’m a plenty kind person, but I have my limits, because if you push me around, I get huffy. That is but one-way of fixing your tendency to be too nice if you are like me, in this. Being too nice actually gets you pushed around more. It is why a certain amount of standoffish is necessary. There is such thing as being too friendly, and getting taken advantage of.
I could paint or design art. In particular, metal-bending art. I want to learn how to control my energy using metal sheets, folding origami artwork. I also would like to have a gemstone kiosk at the mall, where I sell any number of gemstones. My books are also a source of income, as are my speaking engagements should I not be in a shy phase. I’m trying to come up with ways of making money, here’s an idea that popped in, making pendulums out of crystals. I can also make bookmarks, and hand warmers for those who have circulation problems with writing on their computer. I have endless ideas, but need to follow through with them. I have one painting to make for myself. The other painting will be a new coat of arms for myself.
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