can't expect help from people who are supposedly supposed to be "caring" for me enough to get you where i'm truly happy. wtf are relatives for anyway?

i spoke with the guy for homeless prevention yesterday about the apartment in burnsville evicting me for my reactions to the smoking in a NON-SMOKING APARTMENT after i filed several complaints about the cigarette smoke with management. he asked me what they did after i filed the complaints and i said, "PFFT. THEY JUST SENT OUT NEWSLETTERS REMINDING THE OTHER TENANTS NOT TO SMOKE. NO ONE GOT IN TROUBLE BECAUSE I CONTINUED HAVING TO BREATHE IN THE SMOKE." then he said, "well- we could file a lawsuit against them because you got sick." i was trying to remember the exact time or about when i had to keep going to the doctor for surgeries on my palate and i'm almost positive at LEAST ONE of the surgeries was during the time i lived in burnsville.. i lived there for a while though- so they were all probably done on my palate during the time i lived there. i used to take deep sighs all the time and i had THOUGHT it was because of my brain injury making me tired all the time but i sigh very rarely now and *gasp* I NO LONGER LIVE IN AN ENVIRONMENT WITH SMOKING! WHAT A COINCIDENCE! so i'm pretty sure it more than likely had to do with how i was in an environment with smoking in it. good thing i have a big mouth since my advocate doesn't advocate for me about ANY of my problems. she's been little-to no help whatsoever in life and i KNOW my grandma had high expectations for her to help me live where I want.
i've been posting a lot of videos with renee nicole good on facebook lately because the grump administration keeps releasing false narratives to cover up their incompetence and inability to go by the damn constitution. i just missed the actual situation but from what i overheard from the people at sabathani, it was pretty eventful.