when I first moved to the town Im in now, all I had was 1 suitcase and my jewelry box. I had just been terrorized by my mother in law who basically kept me prisoner in her car driving down mountain roads (anyone know where Quincy CA is? the feather river canyon in early spring still has 5ft snow and I was afraid she would dump me in the river) She pulled out half the hair on my head and we were punching each other in the front seat of the car...I was 5mo pregnant, with a 3 1/2 yr old. When I told my husband about it, he confronted his parents who kicked us out of their house. We went to Oroville and asked for help from the Salvation Army. We got a room but my husband took off with my car and left me at the motel. He never came back. My inlaws had all my stuff in a storage shed about 250 miles away they paid for and I never had the key. They took what they wanted and the rest got sold.
My first apt, I didnt have anything but the clothes on my back literally. I ate out of aluminum pie plates and did my laundry in the sink by hand (yuck,bleach water) for 2 years. I had no phone, no car, no friends, and no family except my grandparents who highly disapproved of me for being stupid enuff to marry a man who would leave me. In short, I literally had nothing.
and I had two kids to raise. I learned the hard way that things can be replaced, but your friends and family are what you count on. If you dont have that, hopefully you have your health. Its been many years but I think I have come a long way from those dark days...
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