PLBS

Somehow none of them are broke....

They love you, care for and about you, love your children like their own, support you, encourage your goals and dreams.

Jason I love you and I'm so happy you're in my life.

You make me feel like I'm not alone in the world anymore.

You make me feel calm.

You make me wanna be a better person everyday.

You reassure me with every smile that you will never send me away.

You make me feel safe.

You feed my never halting appetite for food and knowledge.

I am currently gimped, sprained my ankle pretty bad. I shouldn't be the one cleaning up your puppers poop. There shouldn't be 5 piles in the side yard half of us walk through multiple times a day to get to the parking lot and back to the apartments.

In fact, next time you do this I'm gonna take a video and notify the landlord. If it continues after that I'm going to introduce you to an old fashioned method my dad taught me to deal with shitheads like you.

No one likes finding a plastic bag full of dog shit on their door nob.

Sincerely,

Well, it comes with a back story.

So my past is filled with, I don't even know how many, violent situations. Between my family and my exes, I've had my whole entire world fucked up at least 4 times. At one point I sustained 9 concussions in a 4 month time span. I really hate violence in fact it makes me physically sick when I get violent with any living creature... even bugs sometimes.

What does any of this have to do with my "horrible super power"?

My GG, grandma, was the very first and really the only person in my family who encouraged how differently looked at the world. We buried my grandma's ashes yesterday. She supported me through every decision even if it was stupid. From haircuts to heart aches from heartaches to drugs and back again.