My Success and My Failure to aid Children adequately
Failure means Children suffer and die
This is what I wrote for October 1st, I likely need to proof and update as appropriate...
It's time again I'm intentionally homeless to suffer, pain, payn, pay, earn, and learn how to be [an ex]ample; to start a community that communicates Honor, Honesty, Truth, and the Answer for Children's sake, for safety They do not yet have.
None of Them are safe, honored, supported. Children are not loved as They love unconditionally.
The first time I quit my job and gave up my apartment to go on the street with Children, thirty+ years ago, I was stoically homeless for almost a year to try and see a way to aid Children in need. With the friendship of Tyler, one of my many awesome nephews, I saw Children's House.
And it was only a few months ago I broke my stoicism and told my psychiatrist of 8 years (a Woman, naturally). Since then I told another, and another, and then I posted it in the countup widget's description on this site for anyone in the world to see. Not that it means much to most people because they're all me, me, me. There's not a lot of we, we, we, as is evidenced by the lack of social support in the world.
More importantly is the "I" (eye) in ChIld. "I" statements accept responsibility and can show wisdom.