Writing your own story seems pretty scary to most, but when things have happened that are so unbelievable, and you have a knack for writing, It seems almost a crime not to write it all down. I know I always wished the people during the time changes say the depression kept more diaries. We now can keep a record of our times as well as share our experience as one day it may assist others. In the word of Maya Angleou, "I must be a Blessing"
As it has been noted in previous blogs, I had a rough start, well in therapy it can go back years but more on that on a later date lol.
Right after a lay off in 2012, things began to unravel and I had to move into 23195 Hemlock Ave aka Towngate Apts in Moreno Valley, Ca. where it was know for bad area, but not as bad as I thought. With such positive people as myself, we dusk our selves off and head forward, not realizing and I also didn't think it would get so bad in the end. We all keep our heads up but sometime we miss what is going on around under us. This is where all the dirt lies. The dirt in my neighborhood was unbearable and I chose to discuss it with management resulting in being labeled a snitch (like I was delivering BREAKIN NEWS LIKE IN TNN LOL) I was assaulted in front with several people watching with no one to help.
I thought for sure I would get help. Upon returning home my apt front window was broken, but I chose to stay and stand my ground. Warning! This only looks good in the movies, not living with Nino Brown from the Carter in New jack City folks) The threw eggs at my apt door, spilled white paint in front of my home and when that didn't work, they threw rocks into my daughters bedroom the size of boulders. This lead to me running from my home and while I was gone, they robbed me blind. They ransacked my home and then let homeless people live in (aka their crack clientle) Of course I thought everyone would rally against such an act, managment, the police, family, friends, again, TV folks. Real life lets you know who you real friends are.
Without dragging through the last 7 horrible months in detail (savin it for the book and movie lol) I will just say that I am now on my way toward success. I am still looking for a place to call "home" as I am parked in business and healing right now. With proper help from a very few and a will to not let this get me down, I now am a Certified Shopper ) $20+ and hour) an Rep for Motor Club of America making me the professional woman I am (got my first sale online last week) and moving to Las Vegas soon. I am walking this path of perfection seeing now that it is the journey not the destination for it was not designed to be reached, just a goal to increase your chances at being a better YOU.
My road has lead me to myself. The one person I can truly count on and now wish to share all the business knowledger, persnal experiences, jokes, fun times, education and more with my fans. Those who just apprecaite me for being me. I have begun writing, and painting and doing my talents instead of letting someone else take advantage of my skills. Teri is now; HER OWN BOSS JULY 2014
As it has been noted in previous blogs, I had a rough start, well in therapy it can go back years but more on that on a later date lol.
Right after a lay off in 2012, things began to unravel and I had to move into 23195 Hemlock Ave aka Towngate Apts in Moreno Valley, Ca. where it was know for bad area, but not as bad as I thought. With such positive people as myself, we dusk our selves off and head forward, not realizing and I also didn't think it would get so bad in the end. We all keep our heads up but sometime we miss what is going on around under us. This is where all the dirt lies. The dirt in my neighborhood was unbearable and I chose to discuss it with management resulting in being labeled a snitch (like I was delivering BREAKIN NEWS LIKE IN TNN LOL) I was assaulted in front with several people watching with no one to help.
I thought for sure I would get help. Upon returning home my apt front window was broken, but I chose to stay and stand my ground. Warning! This only looks good in the movies, not living with Nino Brown from the Carter in New jack City folks) The threw eggs at my apt door, spilled white paint in front of my home and when that didn't work, they threw rocks into my daughters bedroom the size of boulders. This lead to me running from my home and while I was gone, they robbed me blind. They ransacked my home and then let homeless people live in (aka their crack clientle) Of course I thought everyone would rally against such an act, managment, the police, family, friends, again, TV folks. Real life lets you know who you real friends are.
Without dragging through the last 7 horrible months in detail (savin it for the book and movie lol) I will just say that I am now on my way toward success. I am still looking for a place to call "home" as I am parked in business and healing right now. With proper help from a very few and a will to not let this get me down, I now am a Certified Shopper ) $20+ and hour) an Rep for Motor Club of America making me the professional woman I am (got my first sale online last week) and moving to Las Vegas soon. I am walking this path of perfection seeing now that it is the journey not the destination for it was not designed to be reached, just a goal to increase your chances at being a better YOU.
My road has lead me to myself. The one person I can truly count on and now wish to share all the business knowledger, persnal experiences, jokes, fun times, education and more with my fans. Those who just apprecaite me for being me. I have begun writing, and painting and doing my talents instead of letting someone else take advantage of my skills. Teri is now; HER OWN BOSS JULY 2014