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December 2018 and January 2019 I cried a lot during the entire last week of December. I was fed up with Joseph's homelessness and his abuse and the constant feeling that he didn't love me. It just didn't feel right. The abuse was too much. When I told him that I was breaking up, he gave me a death threat. He told me that he will kill me. I told him that it wasn't okay. I didn't talk to him after that. By first week of January Joseph started contacting me again. He was telling me that he will change I was too tired and I started to get health complications from my insomnia. Joseph kept assuring me things would be okay. Joseph had won me back again and we started talking and meeting once again.

December 2018/January 2019 Rick began to create a lot of trouble for Joseph. Rick used to constantly post little notes on the door of Joseph's room.. These were notes reminding or warning Joseph that if he didn't follow certain rules around the house, Rick would complain to the landlady. Silly things like keeping the shower door closed or leaving something in the kitchen, Rick would make a big deal out of little things that Joseph did. Joseph was a bit careless and lousy around the house but it wasn't something big. But Rick would Constantly pick on Joseph. If anything went wrong between Joseph and Rick, he would take out the anger on me. I was silently taking in a lot. At the same time I was looking online and I accidentally came across articles on narcissism and narcissistic abuse. I came across this article by Shahida Arabi where she wrote about narcissistic abuse. At the time I did not know the word narcissism or what it meant. This was the first time I came across words and phrases like narcissism and narcissistic abuse. So as I was reading the article, I began to feel ominous because everything given in that article about narcissistic abuse matched my situation very closely. Joseph was exactly doing the things to me that were suggested in the article that a narcissist would do to their partner. I was a bit nervous. But strangely I completely forgot that article at the end of the week. I think my stress levels were extremely high during this time making me forgetful often.

November 2018 I was very unhappy after knowing that Joseph had shown interest in another woman meanwhile I was always by his side. He had apologized to me and told me that he would never do that again. I was feeling overwhelmed by the stress of these events and mainly by the emotional stress from Joseph's constant name calling me. The name calling was very regular and it was getting unbearable to even talk to him. My stress levels going very high and by then I had started overeating to get comfort in food. Whenever Joseph called me a fat pig, I used to have a very heavy meal to feel better. I began to eat a lot. I just wanted to feel okay. I wanted to feel better. Eating compensated as a coping mechanism against Joseph's emotionally abusive behavior. Then suddenly I lost weight. I gained weight again The overwhelming stress of our fights gave me insomnia. My health was completely out. I was staring into death.. My body would feel heavy. And sometimes I would feel like I was going to get a heart attack simply by the stress Joseph was putting me through. By December I had become sick. He would start a fight over little things, even if I hadn't said anything at all, he would take offense and then proceed to attack me verbally and when I protested he would get aggressive. He was bipolar. Sometimes on meds. Sometimes off meds. If I called him, he would block me. I had told Joseph to not call me back By December last week I had decided that I wanted to break up with Joseph I told him that I was too upset

My third boyfriend Joseph lived at Yogjif place for approximately five months till August. He was served an eviction notice in the last week of August(2018) because he was acting aggressive with the landlord Yogjif. He had no idea but Yogjif had secretly filed a police report against Joseph in Mukilteo police station. Joseph wasn't aware of this. Joseph left Mukilteo and found a rented house with a Chinese land lady, there he lived with a bunch of men (4 or 5, I don't exactly remember), and they were Rob (a Jewish guy), Rick (a 70 year old man), Warren (a drug addict) and another guy Doug. Rob became close to Joseph within a few weeks of moving.

.. Joseph tells me that he needs to find a new place post eviction. So I began hunting a house again for him in Seattle. Joseph responded to an ad close to Everett. He went, there were a couple of white dudes living there with an Asian landlord. Joseph immediately signed. Paid cash and moved in. I had sent a golden rose as a gift to Joseph. He forgot to collect it on his way out. He left his laptop at Yogjif and went to the new place. I was a bit upset that he didn't carry the laptop with him but I was still glad that he found another place. Joseph had asked Rebecca to help him find the new place and that's when she denied and he called her a bit*ch and she blocked him By November Joseph was all set in the new place.

October 2018 One day in October I discovered his texts to another girl.. And I was furious. Her name was Mosar (name changed).. She was a huge problem in the relationship I quickly grew very insecure because he wouldn't stop talking about her. I discovered a lot of flirty texts between him and her So I confronted Joseph on this. He was nervous and starting to get really violent with me. I was livid with anger. Joseph said that what if she wanted him. He also said to me that he found her hotter than me. I was completely furious. This was no longer just him flirting her casually, this was much more, Joseph was fantasizing being with her. I was very angry. I blurted out..... "go f*ck her".... I was in sudden panic. My chest was pounding. I wanted to be done with Joseph right that minute. The feeling of knowing that he wanted to cheat on me was very traumatizing. My first boyfriend was also into stuff like that. Men like that can never be trusted. They eventually cheat on their girlfriends.. Such men are never authentic. They are just players. I was ready to forgive everything but not cheating. It's just female nature. Something about cheating was very triggering to me.. Maybe because my very first relationship, the guy who I thought I was going to marry, SHT had cheated on me.. The pain of cheating was very hard to deal with. Anyone who has been truly in love knows that cheating can completely desecrate you. It is one sin you should never commit in a relationship. Of course there are exceptions to the cardinal rule. If you are unhappy with your partner and are going to be leaving him/her anyway, but even in such a case, it's best to first break up and then start your new romance. That day was a dark day in October. I slashed my wrist when I was home. I told Joseph about it. That was my last suicide attempt.

My third boyfriend Joseph I think the greatest source of my trauma bonding with Joseph came from his childhood. I'm emotional as I write this. Joseph's Dad Gene had abandoned him since Joseph was just 2 years old This traumatized me heavily. I really wanted to confront Joseph's Dad one day and tell him what a bastard he was to do this to his son In my mind, I could not believe a father could do this. My dad was the biggest person in my life. He had raised me with such great love I had attempted suicide 2 months after my father's death. I had missed my dad forever. I never got over his loss And here was Joseph whose father never spoke to him, never called him, never wanted to know how his son was doing. How could a father do that to his child? Joseph wanted to find and kill his dad when he was 13 years old.. I understood his anger. I had similar kind of anger towards my mom for abusing my dad. Joseph's mom Cindy was cruel and narcissistic. Joseph had Norwegian dad and Italian mom. Joseph's mom threw Joseph out when he was barely 18. Joseph was drinking heavily and doing cocaine. Joseph was sent to a religious catholic cult in Florida. They nearly abducted Joseph and took him to France where they confiscated his passport. And his life in France under the religious cult was extremely brutal. He would be made to sit out in the cold and left without food and made to work till he broke his back working for them. Their abuse, torture, bullying heavily traumatized Joseph. When Joseph was 21, he made an escape plan with his friend and they somehow came back to US. His mom wouldn't have him back. So he flew to Canada. Where he had his first gf. He was deported from Canada because his visa had expired. Back in the US, he found Rebecca in Colorado and moved in with her. He basically cheated on his Canadian girlfriend Crystal with Rebecca. Crystal was very upset. He basically slept with Rebecca and then told Crystal to fuck off. (he would later tell me that he would never cheat on me but cheating he did) He married Rebecca and had a son but during the first year of his marriage he suffered a heart attack. Rebecca divorced him post his heart attack. He had held a lot of resentment against Rebecca for leaving him post his medical condition. Rebecca had put a restraining order against him because Joseph had been violent with her on several occasions during the marriage and he had been arrested once for domestic violence when Rebecca was pregnant with their son. (Joseph would tell me that he was falsely arrested for violence and that Rebecca had cooked up a story). Hindsight Joseph had lied to me about his violent past with Rebecca. This became clear when he began to give me death threats during every argument we would have in the relationship.

Trauma bonding with Joseph At first Yogjif had promised Joseph that he would help him in every possible way. Now Yogjif began to deviate from his promises. There were arguments in these months. My time with Joseph wasn't good during this period. I remember sending him lots of gifts.. This time was very brutal for both Joseph and I. Joseph tried to calling Rebecca and called her a bit*ch and she blocked him. Now he couldn't talk to his son. Yogjif was constantly humiliating Joseph. Once Joseph was in the play area where the men were playing pool at the table.. Yogjif came, there was a scuffle and someone called 911. Yogjif was a big liar and he wanted Joseph out because someone was ready to pay higher rent. Yogjif told the cop who arrived there that Joseph had threatened to kill someone. Joseph was tensed and furious. I had called him on his phone and he informed me not to call him for the rest of the day He later explained me that he told the Cop everything that it was all okay. I was totally confused and I just decided to forget it all. The next week Joseph told me that he needs to move out because he has been served an eviction notice by Yogjif By now Joseph had been served evictions three or four times. I had lost count of how many times he was evicted in 2018. I was scared that he might never be able to have a home that he could call home. His chronic homelessness was wearing heavily on our relationship.. Whenever he was in problems he would take out all his anger and aggressions on me and my job was always to calm him down and give him support. By then it had become a routine for me. I loved doing things for him but of course there was no appreciation, plus I was being called a bi*tch on a daily basis. The name calling during this time was extreme He would call me bit*ch and who*re and even racist things.. He would say that he would kill me When I attempted suicide and told him about it. He told me "go die" and he said "I will put you out of your misery you suicidal maniac" Joseph had a total of 3 prior arrests. A domestic violence case for violence against Rebecca. Another arrest when Rebecca was at a restaurant with him in 2016 March when a black man attacked Joseph and the cops were called and the black man lied to the cops and Joseph was arrested.. This was shortly before the divorce . Joseph was in jail at the time when Rebecca came and served him divorce papers. The last arrest was when he was with Rebecca, married to her and a neighborhood woman had called the cops on him while he was fixing the roof of his house and threw some of the material on the floor and that lady had an issue with that. Most of the times Joseph was arrested falsely. I knew it. I believed it.. The divorce was also heavily against Joseph. Rebecca completely cleared Joseph's entire bank account, took his car, took his house and transferred it on her name, took his therapy dog and gave it to someone else, and took his son and left. Joseph was traumatized and left for the dead after the divorce. He had lost his home and everything in the divorce. Rebecca drove Joseph to a psych ward and dropped him off. When Joseph tried to return, she told him that he cannot come home again and that if he tried she will call the cops on him. That's when he became homeless for the first time.. After living in homeless shelter for a month, Joseph finally found a place at Kev's.. Which of course he was evicted in early February 2018. The divorce had given Joseph PTSD. For this same reason, I loved Joseph to death Him and I shared the same journey of struggle with PTSD with our past traumas. We trauma bonded.

My third boyfriend Joseph July and August 2018. Joseph was living at Yogjif with a group of Mexican guys as roommates. They began to harass him. They would play loud music at night and if Joseph complained they would tell him to shut up. It was getting unbearable for Joseph to live there. He was facing racism as a white guy because he was the only white guy there.. Yogjif began to harass Joseph over little things.. One of the Mexican guys had complained to Yogjif about Joseph and they wanted him out. Joseph wasn't having it.

@Benton one of my friends who is a girl who is bipolar. Her medication is Seroquel. She wanted to try LSD. I'm not sure what to tell her that's why.

@Benton I tried researching online on the interactions of bipolar medications with major psychedelics like mushrooms, lsd, dmt, mdma etc. I did not find any information. I wanted to know how safe it was to take bipolar meds (the entire range) while doing psychedelics simultaneously at the side or would it be better to completely lay off meds while taking psychedelics.

My third boyfriend Joseph June 2018 And this incident was when I was having a conversation with Joseph and he said to me that he wasn't emotionally invested in me. I was very hurt. Because I had helped him so much and I had done so much for him and I was totally in love with him and I wanted to marry him so it kinda hurt that he didn't consider me as his partner. It was very hurtful and I remember crying a lot after the conversation was over. This is the first time that I felt like I shouldn't be in the relationship. So i was very upset that even after a year of being together Joseph was still treating me like a stranger.. He was not committed.

My third boyfriend Joseph he would flip out over every little thing and call me a bitch even when I'm being pleasant. He would name call me a million times.. Call me ugly, fat, coward, bitch, slut, pig and some racist terms. He would call me fat even when I wasn't fat. When I started dating Joseph I was kinda skinny. So one day during an argument Joseph called me "fat." After the argument was over, I asked Joseph, "Do you really think I'm fat?" (because I was so skinny) Joseph replied, "no. You're not fat. I said it to humiliate you." This was shocking to me that Joseph would go to such great lengths to humiliate and gaslight me. It began to psychologically impact me. He would say sorry the next day and expect me to get over it. Saying that this is just how he reacts in anger. Throughout this whole period I started gaining some weight as a result of the stress of the relationship and the events in his life. Part of my weight gain was because of his constant shaming me calling me names. Almost like twice every week.. There was little affection. .. I was deeply in love with him and wanted to be able to support him in every possible way. During this whole period my health began to decline rapidly because I would feel very tensed and anxious all the time with the events in his life. I was almost walking on eggshells.

My third boyfriend Joseph Joseph had a couple of friends. Clay, and Mack, Marty, Dawn and Dan, Webber and Linsey. And Jeff. I remember their names. All of them. He did tell me that he didn't talk much to them anymore. But that's how Joseph was. Joseph was bipolar. He would get violent towards me if I didn't pay him attention.

My third boyfriend Joseph April 2018 Joseph was now living at Yogjif's place. I immediately began hunting information about Yogjif from Joseph. I asked too many questions. Joseph thanked me for saving him from the freezing cold the other night. I told him that I just wanted him to be safe. I told Joseph that I wanted to know everything about Yogjif. I wanted to make sure if everything was OK. Something about this Yogjif guy that I just wasn't feeling right.

My third boyfriend Joseph That day I cried and wept. I had a mental breakdown. I was traumatized by the incident. It was too much. I couldn't accept Joseph being attacked and then a blowtorch thrown into his face. I wept all day. The next day Charliez was released. I told Joseph to get a restraining order against her. Joseph was apprehensive. He didn't know what she was capable of. That's when Joseph told me to do a background check on Charliez and did and found out her list of criminal records in Florida. She was involved in embezzlement and assault and theft. I told Joseph that he needs to get the hell out of that place. Forget the rent money... But Joseph was adamant.. He told me that he will move out only when the rent period is over.. Somehow he was feeling cheated and he didn't want that. He didn't want to feel like that woman had scammed him of rent money. The next few days were uneventful. Upon her release from jail, Charliez posted the bail and returned back home. Her boyfriend had posted bail. She didn't talk to Joseph and just stayed quiet. She was doing heroin pretty regularly. Joseph wanted to get his meds from CVS pharmacy.. So Joseph called me and told me that he was scared that she would lock him out since she hadn't given Joseph the key. So Joseph had always relied on her to open the door.. Joseph told me that he had somehow managed to lock his door and he was on his way to the pharmacy. After some time Joseph returned back from the pharmacy only to his horror to find the door locked and all stuff taken by the garbage collection people. Charliez had all of Joseph's belongings outside for the garbage truck to pick up. The only thing left there was his laptop and a blanket. Joseph took his stuff and went to a nearby hospital to seek help. He wanted to call the cops but saw no use. Then he began searching for a home. He sat on the street in the freezing Seattle cold at night and a kind man from Hawaii offered him a pizza. I frantically began searching for a home for Joseph. I couldn't find one. Seattle is high on homelessness and finding a needle in Seattle is easier than finding a home. So I decided to take charge. I contacted an Uber and booked a ride for Joseph to the nearest available motel. I had already booked the motel in advance for his stay. Joseph was finding trouble with the Uber. Joseph wasn't able to locate the Uber cab because he was on the street. Joseph was stressing me out. I told him to calm down. I had booked the Uber with great difficulty because Joseph was constantly whining and bugging me to book it quick, while I was still booking. Finally I contacted the Uber driver and told him that Joseph was standing at the Lynnwood Municipal court. The Uber took Joseph to the motel and Joseph was able to relax for the night. In the morning, Joseph finally contacted a man in Mukilteo and his name was Yogjif.. Yogjif agreed to lease the home to Joseph and Joseph decided to travel to the place in the morning. So Joseph took the bus and went to Mukilteo and met Yogjif. The place was very shabby but Joseph had no option so he paid him with his card and decided to stay. This was the month of April and finally Joseph had found a place to live.

My third boyfriend Joseph was standing in the kitchen when out of nowhere Charliez came and began attacking him. She pushed him first and then proceeded to take the coffee pan which Joseph had placed on the stove to make coffee, and she took the pot and threw at Joseph. The coffee splattered all over the walls and while the pot hit Joseph on his neck causing him to bleed. It was a full on assault. This was because Charliez needed some money to buy drugs. Joseph had given her some money like a $100 cash at time. The last time she had asked him for more, he had refused because she wouldn't return him the money and Joseph was already paying the rent so he wasn't obligated to give her money. She was infuriated. She came at Joseph with a blowtorch and shoved it in his face. Joseph resisted with his hands covering his face and his elbow trying to ward off the attack. Finally Joseph went to his room and called 911. She went to her room as well and dialled 911. She began to scream on the phone and telling the operator that Joseph had assaulted her when in reality it was she who had assaulted Joseph. The 911 dispatched the police at the place. And the police officers were confused at first because it was like he said she said. But later on the police checked the place and saw the obvious injuries on Joseph's neck and body and the splattered coffee on the walls and they then proceeded to arrest Charliez. Charliez had lied to 911 about the attack . The police clearly saw that and she was arrested. Joseph was scared because he thought they would believe her word over his. As it generally happens in America because of feminism or whatever.

My third boyfriend Joseph It was the last week of March and one day Joseph was chatting with me. He was a bit moody. He had checked into the kitchen and Charliez had laid out all the food on the floor. And I suddenly got the feeling that something bad was going to happen. I told Joseph immediately. I was scared. I was scared for his life. He was pissed off. Then he told me that he will talk to me in a bit and I said OK. And in 5 minutes Joseph emerged again and told me that he was calling 911. I was shocked. He told me that Charliez had just hit him.

My third boyfriend The month of March 2018. It was the last week of March. I told Joseph to get the hell out of that place. Several times. But to no avail. Joseph was a kind of guy who doesn't like to be told. He was very much of a man. He would do his own thing his own way. He was pretty responsible, just a bit naive In retrospect, Joseph was the most Alpha guy I ever dated. And I don't regret it. The Alpha is important. At least to me Alpha men, as much as they are hated or stereotyped, there is something irresistible about them. They are macho. They attract me a lot. I like domineering men.. It's just how I am.

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My third boyfriend Joseph Sometimes I try to create hate just for the sake of creating hate. This is a psychoemotional resistance in me. Maybe the underlying reason is that I suffer from social anxiety. That makes me a bit stressed out when I deal with people. But even when I am not stressed out, my introversion is so deep that it makes me push people away. I don't want to have to deal with something I feel I cannot really connect to. This avoidant behavior is a part of my psychological makeup. But then I also add other things to it. Like wanting the other person to hate me really badly. I pulled this shit on Joseph. And I don't feel guilty about it because If someone is not able to understand me or doesn't want to put the effort into understanding me maybe they should not be a part of me. I don't have an obligation to serve a person who doesn't understand me. This can come off as rebellious or selfish or bratty or entitled but for me it's a survival mechanism. It's how I thrive in a situation. If my survival can't be respected or allowed, then I shouldn't be held to judgement, I shouldn't be contradicted or virtue signaled. Sorry but your virtue signaling doesn't help my survival.. So once I was talking to another guy and he lied to Joseph about me. Some slander. And Joseph took me to task. Joseph started interrogating me. Even slammed his wrist on the kitchen table. He was furious because I wasn't answering and being wishy washy. Then I flew off the handle and said a bunch of insulting things to Joseph, called him a pig and so on. I kept hurting him till he could take no more. My wicked idea behind this was to anger him, anger him some more and make him hate me some more. The underlying reasons behind such behavior are complicated. Of course I didn't want Joseph to hate me. But during his interrogation I was intensely nervous and frustrated stressed out beyond because that day was my father's death anniversary and I was very emotional and I didn't want to be bothered anymore. So I just decided to stop the pain from hurting me more. My defense mechanism was to make Joseph hate me and get the hell out of his place for some quiet and peace. I didn't care what he thought, because it didn't matter anyway, if all he was going to do was yell at me or upset me. There was no point in endlessly defending myself. So I gave up and made it worse.. Whenever I have to defend myself too much, I run into self pity mode and I reach the end of my line. This is where I feel that the only way to survive is to close myself off permanently. And the way to achieve this is to make that person, who is the source of this stress or trauma, hate me more more more. Sometimes there is freedom in hate (this was just one incident)

My third boyfriend Joseph This was March 1st week. It was Joseph's birthday. I had ordered him a cake. Charliez wasn't treating Joseph nicely. Once when Joseph was standing at the sink and just clearing his throat, Charliez loudly told him to shut up. One time Joseph was on call with me. We were planning to meet. Charliez stormed into his room and I could hear commotion and Joseph switched on the video and started immensely recording the incident to show me. Charliez barged into his room, loud steps, pointed a finger at Joseph and called him some names. She had tattoos all over her and a short pixie cut hair. It was like she was chewing gum. She was quite loud. Then she started threatening him, telling him that she is calling the cops right then and there and that he would be put on the street while Joseph had already paid the rent for the month of March. Joseph was a heart patient so sitting outside on the street in the cold in Seattle would have been very risky for him. He had a heart transplant. I was stunned. Then she lunged forward and snatched the phone out of Joseph's hand and then clicked on me and told me that Joseph was flirting with her. And threw the phone and stormed out the door. Now Joseph immediately grabbed the phone and told me that she was lying. I knew that she was lying because me and Joseph were talking to each other non stop during this period and Joseph had been complaining to me that she was jealous of our conversations and relationship. I had also told Joseph that we should talk a bit less just to calm her down. But Joseph was really upset with her behavior. This is the first time I saw Charliez as a threat to Joseph. When she wasn't in the house, Joseph slowly sneaked into her bedroom and showed me her paintings and art. The art was very awful to look at. It had Gothic effect to it but it showed blood and gore. Everywhere there was imagery of blood and murder. Images of drinking blood. All the art in the kitchen gave me a very weird unnerving feeling. I told Joseph to get the hell out of that place. I begged him. I pleaded him. Joseph was standing his ground. He told me that he already paid rent for that month. He wasn't gonna move that month. Rent paid. So he felt entitled and righteous to stick there. I told Joseph that he could lose his life or end up in jail. Joseph told me that nobody can get the better of him. Joseph told me to shut up.

My third boyfriend Joseph Finally Joseph moved into his bedroom after a 3 day struggle on the couch. Now his sleep was getting disturbed by this Calios bird. February 2018 was uneventful. But this was the beginning. Joseph and I had a fight over something petty. And Joseph blocked me on his phone. I was very angry and traumatized. It just didn't feel real. Up until then Joseph was okay. We had a wonderful romantic relationship and things were very good in the first 3 months which I will call the Honeymoon phase of our life. I have no clue what happened to Joseph suddenly.. Something about Kev that was bothering him. And Charliez was making him nervous. Being evicted by Kev had thrown Joseph off balance. He was very anxious and didn't want to end up homeless. Plus he had no money. He was virtually penniless. His only support system was me. I had sent Joseph some gifts during this time. I had offered to buy him his kitchen necessities because he didn't have anything to cook with. I ordered all the pots and pans and dishes and whatever he needed and got them delivered to him by FedEx. He was glad. This was the month of March. It was Joseph's birthday. I had ordered a cake for him specially customized and decorated for him so that he could have a good day and forget all the Kev eviction drama. Joseph was delighted at my taste. I made sure to keep him happy in every possible way Whenever he needed me I was there for him. All he needed was to give me a call. Joseph would sometimes assign me his work.

My third boyfriend Joseph So I was waiting for things to get sorted out. Joseph was told by his landlord that he needs to find another place or else he will need to go to court. The landlord went hard on Joseph. Now the details aren't very clear to me because I have forgotten a lot of it.. But Joseph began searching for a new place to live. I was helping him. But he didn't like any of the offers I showed him. He said he couldn't afford them. It was February. A woman named Charliez approached Joseph. She told him that she had a place if he would like to move into. She will be sharing the rent. Joseph immediately agreed. Joseph shared everything with me. I was his lover and confidante. He told me that Scott was living at Charliez place. Scott had told Joseph that Charliez wasn't a good woman. Charliez had come to Seattle from Florida. She had committed many crimes in Florida and later changed her name before coming to Seattle. Now she had 2 birds Calios and Jenny. Charliez used to shoot heroin and sometimes invited her boyfriend to do drugs with her. Of course none of this was known to Joseph before agreeing to live there. When Joseph moved in, Scott hadn't moved out yet. So Joseph slept on a makeshift couch for 3 days in the main living room. It was a 2 bedroom apartment. Charliez slept in the other room. She used to deliver pizzas She had tattoos all over her. When I learned from Joseph that Charliez was a drug addict and that Scott who was a dialysis patient didn't like her, something in me told me right away that this woman was not good news. I alerted Joseph and advised him to find another place. Hindsight Joseph should have really heeded my advice. Joseph was always smug with me. In his mind I was a silly Indian woman who didn't know much. Agreed that I didn't know much about American life, but I knew a thing or two about people. I loved Joseph from the bottom of my heart. I cared for him like a God.

My third boyfriend Joseph It was January 15. Joseph was complaining about the internet not working. He hadn't paid his landlord Kev. Kev had been threatening him since December to leave or he would take him to court Joseph should have known better. I was scared for him. I couldn't have taken him in because my family wouldn't have allowed him.