I have a shady past but my past doesn't define me. I've had horrible luck in men and end up losing everything I got cause of how loyal I was to them despite their narcissistic lying conniving ways. I have a steady job and a point a to b car I bought myself. I'm trying new things and trying to live my life to the fullest. I live in a rundown trailer that I rent for $850 a month. I wish that money was going to my own place and I had a better car. I'm tired of struggling to make ends meet. I'm tired of worrying about losing my home or worrying about what I'm going to eat.