At 7:30 I woke up in my tent. I began working on applying for a room. I’m ready to move on with my life and put the she-devil behind me. I’ll find better connections with better people.
Although I do love her, that good part of her that I enjoyed, I fear the devil that dwells within. I guess I have my own demons as well. They’re not violent or aggressive. It takes a lot to dig up my devils and I should not be around people that work to release the demons inside of me.
I will do better now that I can move beyond myself inflicted homelessness and start working towards achievement, health, comfort, challenges, healthy relationships, and a better state of being. The only thing I did today was go back to the apartment in Arlington where I planned on renting the room to meet one of my possible new roommates.
I took pictures of my arm where my now ex-girlfriend was slamming the door on my arm while I tried to leave. She was making accusations that I assaulted her, which I never had done. It was quite the contrary. She became aggressive when I tried to leave. Crushing my arm and my fingers in the door, as well as using her body as a block to the door so I could not leave.
