R.I.P. 2018 Read Count : 4

Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

2018 has been everything but normal for me. The first four months were decent and I was more than okay. I had everything I needed. I had a cozy home to live in, I had food in my stomach, clothes on my back, and I had a good job with few extra dollars in the bank, but in essence I had my family in my presence each day. That was all I needed. With that being said I was more than okay. 

Most people nowadays are not content with what they have and always want more. More money, more clothes, more cars, more vacations, a much bigger home and the list goes on. This is where greed comes into play and no matter what they already have it's nowhere near enough. It's when the little things in life go unnoticed because they are too caught up in wishing for the finer things in life. I always say that the smaller things in life are some of the most extraordinary things and they come without a pricetag tied on to them. Sure, having an endless supply of money and material items sounds wonderful but one must learn to appreciate the small things as well. Oftentimes, one must experience loss and hardship before they can recognize these little things that come without a priced tag. I have first hand experience with loss and hardships, not once but twice. 

In May of 2018, I went from having it all to having nothing. All transpiring in a matter of minutes. Consequently resulting from a false accusation by someone in my immediate family. An individual who you'd think would love me unconditionally. Clearly I was wrong and I went from sleeping in a comfortable bed to an air mattress on the floor of a runned down home occupied by drug addicts and negative people. From there my life was shaken up, turned upside down and plunged on a downward spiral to a place called "Rock bottom". 

From May clear up to Christmas Day I was sleeping on an air mattress in a basement with my money and medications on me. I was stolen from, my credit card was used without my authorization and my belongings were deliberately destroyed when I would not agree to be involved in their illegal activity, along with the shenanigans they pulled. There were drug dealers pounding on the door at all hours trying to collect their debts, one of which came inside the home and showed off his pistol underneath his jacket. There were eccentric individuals coming around and hanging out for days on end. One night back in October I was sleeping in this basement when one of these psycho paths walked down the steps and tried to sexually assault me. I did, however, defend myself and pepper sprayed him in the face until he dropped to the ground. He was then escorted out of the house by, we'll say "drug addict number one" and never returned. This is just a small part of my bad experience in this household. I just may have to write a manuscript someday and call it "The Nightmare of 2018".

On Christmas Day of 2018, I finally made my move and I left the residence. With months of searching, I found a sublet to rent and it's safe. The monthly rent is barely affordable with my income but I will figure it out. I have my own bedroom and bathroom and it's a drug free environment. This is only a temporary solution for the time being but just for today I am not living a lifestyle of insanity on Jeopardy Rd. 

This is what 2018 had in store for me. I know things could have been far worse but it was more than I could maintain towards the end. As for 2019, I just pray that new beginnings are in my future forecast with more brighter days to follow. There were far too many horrific storms in 2018, maybe the sun will finally break through and stick around for a little while in 2019. The key is to remain hopeful and keep the faith. 



  • Dec 31, 2018

  • Wow! this was really touching and I'm sorry you had to go through that. god bless.

    Dec 31, 2018

  • Holly  Hancock

    Holly Hancock

    Thank you!

    Jan 01, 2019

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