bigger plans starting to unravel..

i got a call this morning when i was sitting on the toilet and i couldn't get to it on time, so i yelled at fredrick to give me the phone. i seen it was some lady from the housing company i'm speaking to- so i called her back immediately without really even listening to the voicemail she just left. LUCKILY i got ahold of her and she told me that she needs my tax returns and some other info. i told her that she could call my trustee to give her the appropriate paperwork. then, i emailed my trustee and told her that i gave her permission to speak to the lady who called me about housing. i hope i'm not forgetting to do anything. zen was luckily working today and he spoke to the lady and emailed my trustee and i think case manager about my tax returns and i'm not sure what else. i HAVE checked out one of the housing properties last time i took my last trip to boston. so for anyone saying that i'm irresponsibly picking my things up and moving- you need to mind their business since they're obviously just jumping to conclusions for their own convenience when THIS IS MY LIFE. NOT YOURS. go talk to your damn dogs because your crocodile tears ain't impressing ANYONE. you didn't seem to care about me this much when you were holding me in front of you, while my dad was kicking you as a shield to shield his kicks from kicking YOU.. after AT LEAST TWO surgeries SO FAR on my abdominal organs (perforated bowel and blocked bowel by my intestines), i've had ENOUGH of this shit. i NEVER planned on living in THIS OPPORTUNITY-LESS STATE. i've taken many trips to research housing and living in different areas on the east coast to get away from people that really don't give a damn about me- i'm not sure what they think they'll benefit from keeping me here because they aren't getting ANY money when i'm gone- it's all going to jay. i have my will made a while ago. plus- i highly doubt anyone who is just concerned about getting MY money (what's left of it anyway..) is gonna outlive me. i do stupid things but i always manage to get outta them alive.. kinda makes me wonder why.. i'm pretty sure i had this conversation with my grandma when she was still alive and her explanation was that God has a bigger plan for me.. which i'm POSITIVE is not living in this state. people in this particular state are too ignorantly entitled. i see it on the news and many relatives of mine seem to suffer from this condition (being ignorantly entitled) also. i'm not gonna condone this shit just because they're family. which is something i didn't get to see any of- i had to put two and two together and figure out why i had these surgeries on my abdominal organs and why i never really grew up with a dad. right mom?