21.5

21.5

But then I don’t want to end up like a weak loser. I’m going to fight. I’m going to fight for myself.

“We’ll find that man. I’ll help you no matter what. He shouldn’t have done that to you.” Landon tells me.

I glance at Joan and she looks at me pitifully. I hate when people look at me that way because I know I’m poor. I’m penniless. Hell, I’m running out of money in the bank. My savings aren’t sufficiently funded and I’m about to lose my job again. I know I am having a hard life and I hate when people pity me even though I know I am in need of huge help. I somewhat don’t want people to sympathize me because they will only look down on me. They will see that as an advantage. They will only make me feel like I am the worst person ever.

Right now I badly need help and I know I need to learn how to depend on someone. I have been on my own for too long and it’s making me feel to lonely and tired.

Thinking about it, Devon has the money and he could close the case just by paying everyon