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Attritional Poverty Pt 1

Learning about the Man's Search for Meaning, a book by Dr. Viktor E. Frankl. I know that I have read this to an extent and I know its a heavy book. It's about Jews and The Holocaust. Learning how to make meaning out of that is powerful. Like how Out of the Depths by Isabel Knockwood have impacted me; I know that Man's Search for Meaning is similar. They both have mass murders and genocide in their present. They both had to make meaning out of suffering, defined it and work on it. I had an ideally simple lifestyle where it was idyllically simplistic living where I was a country boy. I was a Heavy Metal Philosopher, Mad Scientist and Pocket Hulk. I know that I had a lot of nicknames tried and not stick. I know that something sticking was Flanders like Flander's Field. Names can have their impacts. But I know that books too, have their impacts too. Learning how to make meaning out of suffering, I know that I'm accepted, respected, loved and valued by my step parents....

My Life Pt 1

I know that my life could be interpreted, understood and comprehended as both miserable boredom and ideally simplistic. I lived a low-income life where my economic opportunities were about small monies. And knowing that my low-income was supplemented by picking pop bottles when my other jobs wasn't readily available. I know that I wanted to become working class, full-time income. I had to move out of my hometown and work on myself. This was the seminal truth of an awakening plans. I wasn't workin' and my life in Eskasoni hasn't amounted to anything. So I'd moved out of my hometown and worked on myself. Learning it'd much more safer away from Eskasoni. I've been out of Eskasoni for fourteen years and nobody misses me because they are same old schemers. I remember when my step uncle Dodo stole from me. I know that I was experiencing so many abuses and discriminations; I couldn't live a proper life. My step family have dominated my life and I couldn't...

I Am An Former Employee, Former Addict, Former Recipient, And Something of A Role Model!

Usually here I have good mornings. That seem to be the common thing here. I am an former Employee of We'koqma'q One Stop. And a former addict of Eskasoni. I was a responsible addict which makes my stories boring. My life is so uneventful that no chick would want me. I am a former patient of Grace Maternity Hospital, and a former recipient of my first transplant kidney at IWK.  I know that even then my step uncles wanted me to get a chick. I knew than they were pedophiles. I couldn't really prove it and learning that I am not welcomed there anymore. I know that women are difficult, stubborn and hard to get in bed with. Every lesson I do get has s price on YouTube. I know that I don't want any association with a bunch of sissies who want me to give up on my principles and values, beliefs and useful suggestions. I know that my step uncles didn't want me to escape because they are. Most places I was a child; it was just professional care. I cannot rebuke the facts of ...

Reminiscing About My Graduations

I was supposed to become financially independent, thriving and in routine economically speaking, when I reached that Mawita'mk Apartment D. There was supposed to be a successful, full-time employment at We'koqma'q One Stop. But Rosie have been telling me what I don't need and what I do need. She was managing expectations and emotionally gauging me. I wanted to live fully independent in that apartment. I know that people love to hold me back and learning because it's a type of ableism. I know that I wanted to have a good balanced life. Living up fully to my potential and having becoming fully licensed driver, has been my goals and dreams to work full-time employment, become fully licensed driver, to become fit, copyrighted and published.  I know that Rosie says that I got some responsibilities when I do get my full driver's license. She's lying because it's supposed to serve for my independence. Everyone lies to me and cheats me out of my freedom. I know ...

A Former Addict turned Role Model?

Learning that Rosie wants me to be an Role Model isn't what I want. But the fact is that I am a Role Model. I have my level of education, training and driving level where I could be employable in Cape Breton and other areas of this global economy . I have been a child addict and the only witnesses I have is KJ Francis(Bloge) from Eskasoni. I have been learning that Ricky Gould don't  have any value, significance or meaning to my life. I know that reading therapies, coping skills and learning life skills is what my stepfather has taught me. Well not therapies but I know that I was taught trade skills, survival tricks and tips, coping skills and psychologies. Ricky isn't a great guy, so many have talked about Ricky like he is something. People wanting me to listen to Ricky is like a therapist listening to a well balanced mind. No interesting thing to say and I need to work within learning. Ricky is about frustrating as a cowardly moral bitch. He doesn't want to admit I do...