The Acceptance Letter

I know that I'm happy where I'm at. I just hope that I could appreciate what it means to be a Mawita'mk client. Feeling that I haven't given any props to Mawita'mk Society. They are an excellent support system service. I know that they care and love. I know that I have been blessed to have these people in my life. They have provided a good loving place and a hell of a cooking service. I know that they keep this place safe and secured. And I know that it means that I have follow certain rules to be healthy. They've made life comfortable, maybe way too comfortable.

I want to move because I know that I'm not thinking right. Throughout my life my uncle Dodo has worked on me. And I don't want to do anything wrong. I feel that Mawita'mk Society isn't the best place for me. I never was independent in Eskasoni but now that I have a level of education and employability. I feel like I'm rich.

I don't want Vickie Pierro to get involved because I know that I never was independent in the first place. She wanted me to depend on the cultural ageism. I feel that I never was part of the Mawita'mk Power because I know that they will never accept me. I know that I don't have any respect because I'd lost it long ago. I know that people want to do my mind their way. Nobody leaves me alone and I know that I don't get to enjoy my time here. 

Apparently I'm in some kind of relationship that I wasn't aware of. And they got the upper hand. I know the economic situation and I know the economic inflations. I just feel like I'm stuck here because everyone is trying to act innocent. Like they are excused of their wrongdoings.

I know the occupational stagnancy, the economic inflations and driver's dependency. I know that I cannot manage in Eskasoni without three jobs.

I don't have to defend myself but simply accept my situation. And accept the economic situation. I know that I care about Mawita'mk Society but I feel that I could do better. Being better than my bullies I know that I have been learning about psychological works of relationships. I haven't gotten any car because I have to work at my physical fitness. Feeling peace, harmony, love and success. Accomplishments in We'koqma'q community is something viable. I know that Eskasoni inspires me but I know that I couldn't really enjoy myself in Eskasoni. My friends were way too busy. And I was a victim of hatred, drunkenness and pettiness. Because I did not give cigarettes to Kenneth John Francis I know that I was beaten in my own hometown apartment.

My heart isn't broken but I know how to handle rejections. It sucks but I had my fair shares.

Not everyone is open to sexual encounters because I am such a freak of nature. But that is what I have as a unique self. I know that I haven't been able to get laid by women I want because of economic problems. I know that I don't have any jobs or incomes. I don't have any respect but I do have a level of education and employability. So I might have some kind of respect. With all this sexualized violence I feel that I cannot get mine. I know that I have to study relationship psychology by Dr. John Gottman, Dr. Tian Dayton and Dr. Daniel Goleman. I know a few good books.

I know that I want to move because of Vickie Pierro. She is a mean-spirited bitch. And it ain't from any traumas or anything like that. It's her nature and I know that I want to move when she is judging me. But I have been happy so far. It's just that pettiness throughout Mawita'mk Society. And a bunch of reasons to stay quiet.

Relationship psychology and discriminations works similar as true as fact. The memory is made but the generational knowledge isn't there. I know that I was truly deprived and I played this game close to my heart throughout my life. Money talks bullshit walks and greed. And I know that I had to earn my own thing. I feel like I was cheated out of my youth money I'd earned. And I could've been shown moderate success life story. But my stepfather didn't want me to earn a good living. And I know that discriminations could work in many ways. Work discrimination or discrimination based on job and economic status.

I know that I want to be successful professionally, personally fit, academically educated and graduated. Life has changed so much over the years living here. I know that they care but everytime I think I don't need them, bam! Something happens.
I want that kind of freedom I do want. 

Hopefully I can move forward to increase my physical fitness. And not let certain people weigh me down. I feel sweating and tired. I've been around here since I could live here. 

Through Mawita'mk Society I am ingratiated to a degree of love and care. I need Billie Jean to teach me how to cancel a pending payment. But I am ingratiated with a degree of love, respect and care. I know that I'm welcomed to the community with love, respect and care. I just have been on this long road of anxiety and worry sometimes. It gets bad when Jessica or Adrienne are here. But Jessica calms me down, refocuses me into following a sleep schedule.

I had a good deep sleep last night and I want to say that Mawita'mk Society cares and loves their clients. Not in any weird way but in at a level of Reconciliationary progressive baby steps.

I know that it takes courage, patience and time to work at my six goals. People wanting to discourage me from pursuing my full driver's license isn't what I had in mind. 

Cruelest thing I've faced is discouragement. I know that I need encouragements, motivators and support in that goal. I'm happy with the rich life I got at Mawita'mk Society. But the more I stay here, the more I want to get my full driver's license and car. But it's better than living in Eskasoni because it's much safer, culturally appropriate and more peaceful.

Eskasoni has been a former life of an on-again and off-again addict over the years. And have paid the price greatly. I know that I wanted to feel normal again but I was something of a responsible person in ways of earning my own way. I knew that I wanted to work because it would mean the better part of my day would be productive.

I had to move out of my situation and make some serious changes, mark my milestones and graduate. With the level of education and employability I had I could get a job anywhere. I just got to make a good portfolio for that job. Here I have three meals a day and medicine every four hours. I want to have an everyday strong workethic where I have punctuality and good attendances with work. I've had those in Eskasoni while walking to one place from another. I'd mostly go to Rob Shipley but I know that I should keep a smartphone at my side because I could live in a hostile environment.

What I remember was somebody gonna start his life out with Eskasoni Gabriel Center. And I knew that I could've gotten myself into getting Certificate for Housecleaning Technician Training Certificate. I would've been one hell of an uncle, godfather, NSCC Construction Trades Laborer, Housecleaner.

Now that I'm more aware of my disabilities I realize how much work it has to take to manage my life in Eskasoni, on my own and without proper support. I'll need a PSW(Personal Support Worker) and I would need my full driver's license, job and car. I know that I needed proper support from Mawita'mk Society. A good life in We'koqma'q community is to have a deepen appreciation for the life I got now from the life I had in former terms. I knew that I was starting to get my life together in Eskasoni near the end of 2009/2010. But I'd moved in 2010 and started school in ALP with NSCC School of Access. I'd celebrated many birthdays, spent family Christmases and a Mawita'mk Christmases. I had many outings and I got a good life.

My mother told me to hang on to the good things in my life. I know that I'm happy where I live because of opportunities here.

I know that I have a pretty good life. I've grown accustomed to living here and because of discriminations that I had to face in my teen years, childhood and early twenties. I felt that I wasn't given much opportunities to work because I know that I never was liked unless people gotten their way. I know that I did not have any protection, connections to protection, efficient service of security and safety. The workload of having a stressed home in Eskasoni where everyone has picked on ya. I know that I did not have any respect whatsoever.

In Eskasoni they will treat ya with extreme prejudice, distrust and unfavorable acts of cruelty. I know that I never was given my trust and connections to a home. Everyone took what they wanted. They went shopping in my place. Eventually I had to move because I did  not have a place to live. At the time I was living at Leonard Paul's apartment building.

I was enjoying myself in ways of having ladies over. I know that I could've lived there if that building survived. I hope that one of those days that it's rebuild. I hope that I could move there again. Being there I was happy where I'd lived and had a good way of earning my money. I want to start a moderation tradition with my own son living there. I know there is a lot to teach and each time I pass by I miss my old apartment. But I'm happy here and I need a few works of some areas of my reading, comprehension, math and writing.

My life has been about insanity, traumas, barriers, losses, addictions and discriminations, stereotypes and prejudice. I know that I was the unfavorable child. And in that I did not show much progress because my step uncles had been holding me down. 

And I know that I have enemies who don't want me to acknowledge how much they gotten away with certain things.

But too, my life has been about celebrations, holidays, Christmases and family birthdays. It has been about outing and other things. Good time conversations and music. Good TV shows and good food. I had summer jobs with my stepfather whenever I wanted. I tried to make it my own. Something not to be controlled by expectations or anything like that.

I know that was my former life mixed with good and bad moments. Today I have educational accomplishments, milestones and regular treatment of food three times a day and medicine every four hours. I feel rich with what I have. Loving my life and wanting to develop personally from my collections of books and pdfs, eBooks and magazines. I hope that I could learn a thing or two. Yes! It's better here and yes I don't have any bad influences here. Feeling that I haven't shared the better part of my life.

Ah! How I missed those sexual nights with my ladies. How I feel like I was cheated out of love and care. But it was sex and I had a few of them over the years. I did not have a smartphone back then and I did not have this level of education and employability. I know that I have a portfolio fit for a worker. I know that I had summer jobs ranging from plumbing projects to landscaping, to pop bottles collection system, to backyard mechanics and building. If I could make a routine out of anything it would be pop bottles collection. I didn't have any tools or modern tools. And I did not gauged the measurements properly or I wasn't taught properly.

Well I was discriminated by my step uncles and did not have any chances there. Because I am diagnosed, which means I cannot work my own brain. I know that I face work discrimination with my step uncles.

They would rather rule with fear than to be a honorable leader. Jobs are important for a number of reasons: 1. To provide self-esteem and personal sense of purpose. 2. To Provide work routine, job-related life skills and work habits. 3. Interpersonal effectiveness, social Strategies and perks of the job. 4. Job satisfaction, suitability to a job, aptitudes and professional experience. We get to learn how something is done and learn how to do something. It also provides job skills set and we get to learn aspects of professional development and employability.

There is also a level of economic well-being to work that is psycho-social/socioeconomic. We are socially learning that a happy worker is a better worker. We learned that positive attitudes about work, co-workers, shift managers and bosses, life and ourselves provides a better workethic. It provides a self-worth, satisfaction and pride.

The significance of a job is to provide financial security, important sense of purpose, revenue management and financial education. If you call education these days what it's worth. The significance of a job is important because it produces revenue through employee's productivity and work, which in turn, encourages expenditures and stimulate the big economy.

I have been on welfare before, learning about budgetary cuts, under the table jobs, odd jobs, and non-taxable jobs. That was my Eskasoni days. 7-8 years in Eskasoni being productive and getting stuff done. It doesn't produce that much job satisfaction, pride out of my job or I don't get perks or fringe benefits. Work provides self-esteem, pride, fringe benefits and a good job satisfaction. Happiness with a job requires self-workethic and a good reason to live. That's what I was deprived of. 

I know that I have to accept the economic situation because there is inflations, stagnancy and dependency. I know that Eskasoni is unsafe and I know that I don't have any blacklist contacts or females after me because I am alone.