I got refused a loan this week in a very odd way. I was sent a loan offer for an RV I have been dreaming of buying for years. When I called the loan company’s national network they said on the phone “Yes you are approved!” and other verifications. I drove to a neighboring town, and shopped all day for the RV setting up the paperwork. Then the paperwork transfers to a Richmond location to finalize, and the lady canceled all the paperwork and refused me the loan. My every dream is crushed the second I try to work with Virginia people to complete it. This is not the one time this activity has occurred. This has been every project since my family convinced me to move to Virginia to live. One of the reasons I am trying to get an RV is to leave this bad Virginia attitude on the weekends as much as possible. I used to rent hotels out of town on paydays, but the pandemic has destroyed much of the hotel industry. My life is pretty much instantly better the second I leave Virginia, and so I know the social world of Virginia is central to the issue.
I got a shot today at Walgreens. Their free app now has a “get Covid vaccine and flu shots” button for appointments. I got painfully sick with Covid over Christmas break, and do NOT want to deal with that again.
It seems Baby New Year Gave Me Omicron Covid this year for 2022. I was double vaccinated, and using hand sanitizer. Unfortunately I got very sick coughing and sneezing with crushing fatigue after I went to a few New Year’s Eve parties. Not only could I not do my fitness New Years Resolutions, I could hardly walk to the bathroom. Hopefully I will be able to return to activity after Monday. Between ice storms and Omicron 2022 has so far sucked for me.
In 2005 when I was an E-4 in the military I was raped and beaten repeatedly on the military base of Fort Lee Virginia. I then had to go into rape therapy in three states of the USA for the screaming nightmares from PTSD. Perhaps the ugliest part of this experience is how much people victim blame women AFTER the fact. Then the military men falsely accused me of robbing a bank and doing drugs. This was to be VENGFUL as I refused to be their permanent uncomplaining rape victim. I was acquitted of all these charges to have a perfectly clean criminal record to be hired as a teacher in 2019. This hiring requires passing drug tests, and extreme background checks. Why were they telling lies about me? It kept me unemployed so that I could NOT afford hire lawyers to complain about the beating-rapes. This lets them beat-and-rape MORE women, and is NOT a mistake. Just because I was making the best of a horrifying and nightmarish situation does not mean it was NOT a disgusting nightmare I will forever remember with disgust. Worst of all people think because I was in the military that military men are my “type” and they are doing me a “favor” by introducing me to MORE military guys. Words can not describe the searing loathing nightmare-horror I feel when reminded of the military. Few military men do NOT inspire screaming levels of disgust in me. Don’t mention it, and toss it up in my FACE in conversation. It will NOT cause bonding it will cause permanent HATE from me. I say this because last New Years Eve MORE people tried to introduce me to single military men, and former military guys tried to talk to me. If I don’t mention why this is an incredibly BAD idea people are going to keep making it WORSE forever! Things like “oh she volunteered for it”, and “oh she liked it”, or “she had wine” are statements that are the DEFINITION of victim-blaming. If you try to force me to live with a military man I will take a knife from the kitchen, and stab him in the eyeball as he is asleep. The truly sad part about all this is I enjoy dating and companionship very much, and I am extremely lonely. Unfortunately sexy people I do like can not get near me as men from a job I HATE keep getting up in my face every single time I go out in public in the pain pit that is Virginia. The ice-storm has given me plenty of time trapped inside this week to think about how in years past in Texas I met my ex-husband at a very happy New Years party. Socializing in Virginia has only given me pain, loneliness, and nightmares. My mother sold our family house in Texas, and I am now trapped in the most horrible state I have ever lived in, and another year has passed on icy roads.
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P.S. This is no “sleepy post” or “sick post” I really have hated Virginia and Fort Lee with all my soul for years. I hated it the first time I stayed there, and I hate being near it the second time even worse. I will only be friends with people helping me find an apartment-sharing situation to move far away from the nightmare of Virginia. New Year’s Eve has reminded me that I really can NOT take another year in this horror-pit full time.
It is a snow day in the east as 10 inch snow hits some areas. Snow ⛄️ and ❄️ ice is all around and the schools were canceled. So much for back to normal in 2022.
Me changing at the Anytime Fitness gym before a night on the town with Karaoke this week. I am getting started on New Year’s Resolutions BEFORE the new year! Somehow I managed to forget to post for Halloween this year my blue skeleton make-up so here goes that photo as well. People have been hassling me to not use so many filters on my photos, and so these are both photos filter free.
P.S. Facebook people: Thanks for all the likes on these photos. I needed that this Christmas as I have met nothing but abusive human sewage in the state of Virginia since moving here.
I am extra single for this holiday season. I hate being single, and it makes me extra sad. Lets hope getting out a bit to sing Karaoke this week will change my luck. You are not going to meet anyone new sitting around the house on the sofa!
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