I have so much history in this town, but there's nothing left for me here. As many regular readers know, my family is no longer in my life, besides my sister in northern Indiana.
I lost just about everyone who was already in my social circles when I left the creepy/borderline cult church I was in. I have no reason to stay here other than the fact that when I bought the house as a foreclosure for cash off of the federal agency HUD, I signed a contract that I wouldn't sell the house until June 2015. I'm stuck here until then.
I don't like that, I'm ready to ditch my old roots, I'm tired of reminders of my parents everywhere I go in the town, and having to go out of my way to avoid places I know they will be.
Some communication I've had with Granite City's police department since The Confrontation, and their actions during The Confrontation has shown me that they aren't very willing to do much to help stand behind me, I'm not sure why they're not taking it seriously, so the risk of a public meeting by accident is too great. Fortunately for me, Mrs. Sociopath has horrible night vision, so any time I go into stores after dark, I'm fine.
I'm tired of this place, and it's probably not good for my health. I'm close enough to a steel plant owned by US steel (pictured at left), that I can hear "man down" sirens go off when there's been an injury. It's a highly industrial town, and I'm tired of the pollution and the noise.
I lost just about everyone who was already in my social circles when I left the creepy/borderline cult church I was in. I have no reason to stay here other than the fact that when I bought the house as a foreclosure for cash off of the federal agency HUD, I signed a contract that I wouldn't sell the house until June 2015. I'm stuck here until then.
I don't like that, I'm ready to ditch my old roots, I'm tired of reminders of my parents everywhere I go in the town, and having to go out of my way to avoid places I know they will be.
Some communication I've had with Granite City's police department since The Confrontation, and their actions during The Confrontation has shown me that they aren't very willing to do much to help stand behind me, I'm not sure why they're not taking it seriously, so the risk of a public meeting by accident is too great. Fortunately for me, Mrs. Sociopath has horrible night vision, so any time I go into stores after dark, I'm fine.
I'm tired of this place, and it's probably not good for my health. I'm close enough to a steel plant owned by US steel (pictured at left), that I can hear "man down" sirens go off when there's been an injury. It's a highly industrial town, and I'm tired of the pollution and the noise.




