Listening to Barry Manilow, sitting in he dark, , trying to get a handle on evefything I have to do. I need to start advocating for myself better, 3specially now that I can do so much more for myself with my new Apple Card. This is a real test of my recovery though. Hang. On.
Arguing for my independence with my trust lords has gotten really old, really fast. See, I’m like a poor man’s Brittany Spears: all my money is in a special needs trust, dispensed as need be by my Trustees: Gil Roth and Peter Johnson. Gil, I’ve been friends with since St. John’s. Peter does this for a living, & cuts me a world of always legal and ethical slack. More tomorrow. Nighty-night.
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