Bad ass? No. I had dreams. I did. I played monopoly for 18 months with real estate had 13 buildings 43 rental units and suppose to be paid all by HUD which when they cheated me to pay for ISIS. Well I lost everything. Kind of their fault for losing my job because I had to tell my boss about my bankruptcy which I did. I went from climbing the corporate ladder to the bottom rung and fired. Is that fair? I did not write this story I just get to play it. Zombies? Either I can tell a truth or a tall tale. Tall tale first I am often asked what happened to me.

I am often asked what happened to me. I have told many a fictional tale due to happen stance and life. When I first encountered flesh-eating bacteria. I said I was a zombie for 17 days prior to them operating to remove the piece of dead flesh. When that did not seem to do the trick. I said I was snowmobiling when a grizzly bear came out and snagged me off it and put me into a snow drift.

Then my second go around with flesh-eating bacteria, I said that a shark got me in the Great Salt Lake. A drug lord had dropped off his over grown shark into the Salt Lake. And well I was swimming and that the shark came up and took my foot.

Being disabled due to flesh-eating bacteria I tried to go back to work. Only to have the bacteria attack me again to lose my foot. Next I attempted to start once more and stress dealing with no money no health insurance. And no way to cop caused my sugars to be so high I lost my hearing and eyesight for a time. As a result, I tried to ask for help. I was sort of denied. I wrote the website that is supposed to give help at the federal level. They never replied. I wrote my senators and congressman. To no reply. I finally gave up and moved in with my mother in law due to my family wanting me dead because instead of helping me. They just kept up the pressure. Why do you not get a job? Sadness, after nine months. The government agreed a one eye, hearing impaired, one footed person might be disabled. Great I thought I would be able to get insurance after spending my 401 k on health insurance. That was a bust. Instead of helping or trying to assist. They wanted 800 a month without paying for any of the drugs. They said I had to be on and guess what that is without visiting a single doctor. This said I had a decision to feed my family or go to the doctor. I was lucky. My mother in law allowed me and my family to move in. Paying of course and lived away from the Obama tax law requirement. Because I made 32 dollars more than allowed to pay 800 a month for health insurance. Sadness. Evilness. That is how I see being disabled. No one is helping. No one cares. The website directed to me to go to is useless. as well as now. At this moment in time, all the grants for artists, or people trying went to the people with sexually disability. Which is interesting because I guess I qualify for that too? Humor how life is sad and only gets sadder in remembering a life worth living.