Sometimes it's just better to look on the bright side. When I got mugged and ended up with knife wounds, a swollen left side of the face, and a broken wrist, I actually felt quite content. It felt like a blessing to have all of my money and identification removed. I hadn't realized how dependent I'd been on them but now I know I can live without them. It's tricky-I can't get an apartment or any food to eat but I know more about soup kitchens and dumpster diving than I ever did before and learning anything new is part of gaining an education. Yeah, I'm glad I got mugged.
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- Jill Footey
- I'm a 3000 pound muscular woman with purple hair, a love for hula-hooping, and a passion for crispy pickles. I do occasionally cry over spilled milk, which should explain the picture.
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