A#2 moves out and forward!

Today I was looking back over all my blogs. The period when Ann lived with me and A#2 aren’t very clear. I know it was mid to late November when I had to have Ann removed from my house and when A#2 came to live with me was only a few weeks before. A#2 only lived with me till early March 2020.

Trying to think about the period that A#2 lived with me today I don’t recall anymore extremely traumatic times like I previously shared. I just recall trying to get A#2 to not stay up all night so she could get up to go apply for a job was a major task. Honestly it rarely happened. I knew she was trying to process her mom’s passing too.

I know looking back she was still using drugs to cope with her life. A#2 was a very sweet soul and we always got along well. We did have lots of fun times. She would go to see friends and be gone for several days. I am sure they were using now but back then I was clueless.

I tried back then to encourage her to get help. I took her several times to government agencies to apply for treatment and classes. It was truly a terrible process. Everything was set up for failure I honestly believe. It was like jumping through hoops. I wasn’t on drugs and the process had so many crazy rules and regulations that I even couldn’t figure out the maze.

I know now that honestly the government isn’t trying to help us to be better but to keep us stuck in our traumas and clueless so that they can remain in control. I want go off in this line of thought because it’s not really apart of my personal journey. A#2 never got help while she was at my house.

Finally, I couldn’t allow her to keep doing the same things and not get a job as she had agreed before I allowed her to move in. You can’t help someone who isn’t ready to help themselves so it came down to me talking to her dad and telling him she has to move out. He finally agreed to rent her an apartment in the town he lived in and moved her out of my house in early March 2020.

I tried to keep in touch with A#2 but she was still in the throws of her addiction. I don’t know how long her dad paid for her apartment but I recently spoke with a mutual friend who told me she had reached out to him when she was he said living on the river banks. I know she finally went into rehab in South Georgia based on her post on Facebook. Her post say she has been clean and serene for 22 months the first part of December. I truly hope that is the case.

I know for many it’s best they don’t return to their old stomping grounds or hometown or friends they had while they were in active addiction. I love her dearly and pray she has overcame her addiction. The period of 2017 to March of 2020 was like a bridge to my awakening. So much transpired during that period. All the people I met and those who lived with me were pivotal in my own awakening.