Readers, it was nine years ago today that I began my training at CCB. It was nine years ago yesterday that I flew away from my family and home state to not come back, period. It has been nine great years, and I’m happy to report that I found a man, live in my and his apartment, and everything seems to be fine, including community activities. But no job. Job skills could be less than a college degree, but I don’t want to be placed in a dead end job. CCB placed the wrong labels on me, especially after my training. They said I was unemployable, and I personally am highly offended by this. Employability is a real joke, no fun at all.
In the next post around this time, I’m going to do ten things I did here in Colorado that might not have been possible had I stayed behind.
