At My Lowest, I Received Service From A Licensed Professional As An Overcomer Of Domestic Violence, Immediately Afterwards There Was Training In The Same Building For Foster Parents Post author:Toicher Times Post published:April 17, 2023 Post category:Uncategorized Stay tuned for more. Have a Bodacious and Miraculous Day! Share this:ShareFacebookPinterestLinkedInTwitterEmail You Might Also Like As A Teenager On Marta: My Hair Stylist Was On Stuart Ave Near Most Of The Many Atlanta Public School Buses. Enjoy Your Life! September 2, 2023 I Was Out At My Car While Praying For Souls Then I Saw A Super Fine Transvestite Modeling & Taking Pictures With A White Man: Guess Where? April 27, 2023 In The Middle Of The Night At Wellstar Douglasville: The Voice Of God Asked Me To Take My Crochet Needle & Yarn Then Crochet While Sitting In The Waiting Room. This Is A Hobby That’s Soothing To Me. Although Some Doctor’s And Employees Were Extremely Evil To Me, Took My Things Then Placed Me Into A Mental Hospital For No Reason. Maybe Because Of The Color Of My Skin. I Stayed Crocheting Sane And In My Right Mind That Night Until God Asked Me To Crank Up My Car Then Leave. That’s The Reality & Rememberance I Want For Me At That Hospital In Douglasville, Georgia. I’ve Even Drove Into The Douglasville Police Department On Fairburn Rd. Praying. Not One Time Did I Ever Say Or Pray For Someone To Use Me Or My Body Or My Two Children That Were Presented To Me. My Daughter At Piedmont & My Son At Northside Hospital. Have a Bodacious and Miraculous Day! December 8, 2023
As A Teenager On Marta: My Hair Stylist Was On Stuart Ave Near Most Of The Many Atlanta Public School Buses. Enjoy Your Life! September 2, 2023
I Was Out At My Car While Praying For Souls Then I Saw A Super Fine Transvestite Modeling & Taking Pictures With A White Man: Guess Where? April 27, 2023
In The Middle Of The Night At Wellstar Douglasville: The Voice Of God Asked Me To Take My Crochet Needle & Yarn Then Crochet While Sitting In The Waiting Room. This Is A Hobby That’s Soothing To Me. Although Some Doctor’s And Employees Were Extremely Evil To Me, Took My Things Then Placed Me Into A Mental Hospital For No Reason. Maybe Because Of The Color Of My Skin. I Stayed Crocheting Sane And In My Right Mind That Night Until God Asked Me To Crank Up My Car Then Leave. That’s The Reality & Rememberance I Want For Me At That Hospital In Douglasville, Georgia. I’ve Even Drove Into The Douglasville Police Department On Fairburn Rd. Praying. Not One Time Did I Ever Say Or Pray For Someone To Use Me Or My Body Or My Two Children That Were Presented To Me. My Daughter At Piedmont & My Son At Northside Hospital. Have a Bodacious and Miraculous Day! December 8, 2023