This is about my feelings on the world in 2025. My life has changed. I’m from Atlanta, Georgia. I have been here since 1999, trying to find my mother. I was raised by my aunt. I have two brothers. I don’t know if they’re alive. I’m 63 years old as of March 15. Since I have been here, I’ve been shot for $20. I have 16 screws in my leg. But God is good. My life has changed. I thank God for Street Sense. It has opened me up to talk about my feelings on life. So let’s talk.
This is supposed to be the capital. Now we are living in a world that is destroyed. We have a president who is making it harder for people to make it. But thank God for praying and believing in something better than yourself. You must have faith as small as a mustard seed. And don’t give up. Life is too short.
I suffer from anxiety and depression. That’s what the doctor says. I have been treated by doctors. It helps, but you must pray and have a relationship with God. But now it is hard to get help. I have been in my apartment – the same apartment, thank God – for 22 years. I can’t afford to pay the high rent in D.C. Thank God for Section 8 and the Housing Choice Voucher Program. But the president is messing with it. Why meddle or interfere with someone or something?
Homelessness is out of control. The crime is out of control. I’ve tried to meditate for good sleep, but it’s hard. So I pray, keep it simple and do the best I can. Thank God.
Pastor Joyce Coffey said Jesus took the bread and broke it, and said, “Eat this, all of you, this is my body which is broken for you. Do this in remembrance of me,” in 1 Corinthians 11:24.
I love myself now that I have found God. This is my prayer: O Lord, save me and heal me, for it is you whom I praise. Amen.
Now I try to sleep and hope the Lord wakes me up to go to work for four hours because the doctor says I can’t work eight or more hours. But some money is better than no money. Thank God for Street Sense. But God has the whole world in his hands.
I pray for everyone in the hospitals, nursing homes, animal hospitals, baby hospitals, and children’s hospitals, because they are the future. I thank God for my son, my grandson, and my daughter. I didn’t make my son, but I’ve been in his life. He calls me daddy. Thank God.
I will not give up. If I can help someone, I will. But they have to ask for help and be willing. I’m not a mind reader. The world doesn’t owe you anything. You must try.
I don’t drink or do drugs. Thank God. I treat people as I would like to be treated and respected. Look for one love and don’t play with people’s feelings and emotions. It’s now 1:45 a.m. Good night.
