Just read my post disclosing a message from President Trump’s messenger account (main) from 2017, I was just leaving an AA meeting I was attending since February that year, had almost 6 months sober, and was in recovery, just returning from the hospital. I was hospitalized that January 2017 and again twice in August 2017 for mental health issues. I was taken of adderrall at the time and was prescribed Provigil and was having trouble sleeping, around the time they were discussing in the news the freeing of OJ Simpson. I thought to myself after all that I have been through, now they are going to free him, thinking it was too late, had already lost my JD, flew to DC for two weeks, and was struggling to graduate and get a job. I had a job at the time working for Farmers Insurance and a Jewelry Insurance company named Meslee Insurance, owned by a Father and Son. I was a marketing manager, a follow-up job to my marketing job paid in law school was paid $8 an hour there and then got a raise by 2017 I think it was $12/hr, a job on Melrose, right by Pinks hot dogs.

Time flies by quickly, but never forget. I remember during the fires in California, I was home and not blogging, but working on writing books and finishing up my Law Degree at Thomas Jefferson School of Law. Sometimes around 2018, that’s when I went back to work and got a job working in Film Distribution, while doing the auditing I noticed that Stormy Daniels was a client and one of her movies was distributed by my Ex-Boss. I preferred this job because it was safe on a secured campus, The Lot in West Hollywood. I was able to make the commute in my Ford Focus, a car my Mom bought me after being punished she sold my X3, and scaled down at that period in my life. I worked really hard, she wanted me to work full time, and was able to finally do it for a few months working 9am to 9pm, never allowed to be late, always on time, and worked the whole time with the limited number of breaks she allowed, I went for short breaks, instead of a long break.

During the California Wildfires is when I decided to blog again, beginning while writing from work, something compelled me to start blogging again. And continued after the fire in Malibu and after the school shooting in Florida, I even tried to hire a life coach in Florida for sobriety. I took my Ex-Boss to a Laker Game, my Dad had season tickets and used to go to a lot of games, and even got to eventually see LeBron James play. I later signed up with FEMA as a FEMA student and posted a research idea (2) on their website fema.ideascale, about #dontdodrugs and mental health, and later published book drafts on my website. I remember between one of the fires, I met Torah Bontrager who liked one of my squares on Instagram how we met, she is a writing instructor and paid to meet with her, to learn some tips on writing, and shared my blog with her. Sharing my story is a whole nother concept, I still don’t feel completely ready to share about, not with all the mental health issues at bay, it just doesn’t ever feel like the right time to open up, and not especially in private to anyone, the exclusivity of one-on-one conversations should be reserved for therapy, in a trusted environment, nothing I should ever feel rushed to talk about online, or on messenger, that’s not what messenger is for, its for checking in and sending updates, and going through your day in support of another, and sometimes that’s too much if not with the right person, who cannot be trusted or doesn’t respect your time and energy, can really ruin your story and ability to share.

Reference:

https://lesliefischman.wordpress.com/2024/07/11/imitation-is-viewed-as-insult-removed/