Disadvantage

Since the assistant manager took a promotion within the Presbyterian corporate office, Trudy Richardson has escalated pressure on me more than at any other time since Debra Schwab, the last Caucasian to manage Riverside, and Brenda Williams had her brief stint, and I am cracking not because I care about eviction, but because I have absolutely no options. Perhaps it is this way for some of you since the recession. I can't know, but I can no longer utilize my disability center, I do not know how to even get a paralegal intake to listen to me, despite however much I parse the duress and abuse I have sustained, and today, I had to be disrupted for over an hour by city inspectors. Whatever some of you may think about my attitude as reflected in my posts, Presbyterian Homes has been relentless, for 28 years of my life, treating me like a deranged animal, and I'd like to see how healthy ambulatory people would handle this, after a life of Philadelphia homes for cripples, years of surgical hospitalization, and on top of it getting ostracized by disabled neighbors I grew up with because Linda, whom I did not know during my suburban youth, made me a laughingstock in front of Louis, who I went to school with, and was her accountant for a few years. Putting aside the significance of my limited mobility, is this what your life is like? Compliance with home association contracts? Dining inspections? 

Those of you who walk must have some better choices than what I have to sustain. I am 52, weakening, but stable, and what I have to look forward to is a fortress like Inglis House, the true bedlam of horror movies, and a homosexual from twitter, defending his friend because she stopped following me because I kicked up a little hay, suggests therapy. My neighbor from the third floor unwittingly puts me back in West Philadelphia's Project Share orbit, which I wouldn't do to anyone-- it is like a half way house, but the indigent are free to come and go. My sister and brother aren't going to lift a finger for me, neither will you, and my attitude is a downer? I suppose so.