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Bought some rounds and some bars and will eventually sell them, in part, around August. (Why then? It’s a personal obligation) I was thinking of selling to the places I bought from for the highest amount possible. I worry about selling online, in any format, if just simply I don’t have the equipment those store fronts have. Thus “proving they are silver” involves trust with a stranger.

Those who sell, where do you have experience and any words of advice?

Eight years ago I experienced whip lash. The resulting Dr did something that made things epically worse, then did it again. Idk what I was thinking. Occipital neuralgia came on so quickly.

worked the restaurant business for more than 25 years, plus my ba from a reputable college. But I don’t think working in the restaurant business industry is what’s best in mind. (I believe I could get an interview for at least bartender, barback?) but what else?? Who would hire an employee with ON??

Point is, I need a direction to head for. What occupation?

(Honest answers, please)

Just looking around and the fish/meat store next to the green grocer has had these loins for sale. I haven’t the nerve to look at their dates (or forbid, ask to smell them) it just looks like a deal too good to be true. Am I right or wrong?

When mom died I faced the streets after being her primary caregiver despite my own medical problems. I became homeless in a matter of two weeks and faced my family who wanted me to throw everything I owned literally into the garbage. I had a lot of pot at the time and asked my friends brother (who’ve I’ve also have known almost as much) to hold onto that stuff for a time, mere days, and my friend smelled pot and I guess flipped out. Somehow over the stench of cat piss and poop he smelled weed and found an excuse to take advantage of me while destroying things I was desperate to keep from the trash bin. (His parents also died relatively recently and I’d been trying to help them both as much as I could.) Just felt like he felt he was morally right in destroying what I trusted him with.

I knew deep inside I couldn’t trust my friend with the pot. But desperately needed a place for it while I was unhoused for what turned into a few weeks. Pot is an expensive and vital part of my pain management and both brothers knew it. I simply trusted his brother more with that valuable piece of my pain management than the other thousands of dollars of boxes he said he could keep safe for me.

My ‘friend’ ended up putting all my possessions he didn’t care for outside uncovered, purposely over days of heavy rain. Things like electronics (hard drives and a dozen towers broken down to their boards) and a few other things that don’t take well to being on pouring rain. what he protected from the elements were my fathers power tools. (4) placing them “painfully” in his locked garage. Crying about how much it hurt his back to do so.

To me, that’s a hard red line. What’s destroyed is gone and forgotten. What he kept, pisses me off incredibly.

Have any of you similar experiences of being taken advantage of during incredibly vulnerable times? How did you handle it? (I just wrote him out of my life. 4 precious power tools don’t seem to be worth taking him in to court. My headaches demand so much more attention) in my head I believe my life is ultimately better off better off never interacting with my friend ever again.

What about you?