A bad life mistake, can anyone help?

[Knowledgeseeker]

Since I made a HUGE mistake of selling a free and clear home I owned over 3 years ago to follow the lure of a sister who deceived me into selling it with empty promises of storage space on her land and help moving my things, I have envisioned daggers falling from the sky and slicing me to ribbons. She was to build a home, move out of her current one, and allow me to move into it. Construction was supposed to begin in '16, but when I left in '19 nothing has begun. I am now almost homeless after relocating back to where I was but not in the same place. Its not happening. I'm still in the trailer she coaxed me into buying to live in temporarily until she was to build, which was only supposed to be around 2 years, but its been 3, and likely she wouldn't have finished for 3 or more possibly. Can you imagine the hatred I have for myself for having fallen for her lure? I was skeptical and almost backed out of it, but unemployment has been an issue for me before I left, and now currently.

I was employed full time where I was living on her land, but had to leave because my trailer had to go in for repairs, and I saw that as an opportunity to not return to her land because it was such a remote location and difficult to get my trailer back in place up high on a soggy mouldy hill where I was always ill. I've rented a covered RV pad where I am now but its 30 minutes away from where I was before I sold my home, back in my home state. I'm now unemployed and looking for 6 months, can't qualify for an apartment or FHA home loan, and stuck in the trailer which is very hard to live in and causes me to have sleeping difficulties, which exacerbate the problem. I also have 4 cats, 3 older 1 middle aged, that I'm considering putting down because I'm scared for their future as well because they no longer have their home. I never thought it would end up this way or I wouldn't have sold my home for sure.

I've semi-planned self deliverance from this problem.

I've tried imagining my last day, the steps I will have to take for getting rid of my beautiful things in storage that I can no longer have a place to use them. I've tried imagining the last day for my cats, and then that makes me angrier with myself. I can't find full time work that I think I can handle as I have a sleep disorder where I can't sleep through the night soundly in time to wake up and have a morning job. Most of the jobs that allow me to work in the evening are part time only, and even Walmart won't respond to my applications. I don't know what to do and time and the rest of the proceeds from the sale of my home are running out. I'm trying to get up the nerve to sell my truck (I'll still have a car) to raise cash, but don't like the process of dealing with strangers who might try something sinister.

I purchased a nitrogen tank 40 scfh from a local industrial gas supplier but am searching for the right flow metre and attachments. I've discovered one supplier no longer even sells the nitrogen, the one in Arizona because they said "people were using it for other things than beer making or welding." I can convert the ratio for the metre from argon to nitrogen. Thought about using it on my cats first, then refilling it, then myself in the end. Not sure if the nitrogen is pure enough, can't figure how to test it. I just don't think this will end well, and I hope to find a miracle I've been praying for before I have to start getting rid of stuff.

I have no friends who can lend actual help like a room to rent, sell the trailer and truck, find work, accept me and my cats. The one friend supplies lip service but no actual help. Another just avoids me, not really a friend. All my relatives are dead (including my still living psychopath sister who talked me into this and then blamed me and wouldn't help me get out of this because it was to her advantage. She's a totalitarian wanna be dictator who like to coerce people into doing things she thinks they should do, she's a lawyer). Anybody out there with ideas who could help? I'm 57 and people aren't hiring older ones as much these days. I want to live in a place like where I was in a proper home with my cats, and it doesn't really look like that's going to happen on any level. Thanks for reading this.

 

[GoodPersonEffed]

I'm so sorry you are going through this!

My first thought was to seek an organization to see if they could re-home your cats. You could tell them that you have a terminal illness. If you've already tried or rejected this idea, I don't need to know, I'm just throwing it out there.

As for the rest, it's quite the shit show, eh? So many obstacles and challenges. It seems like you've been doing everything possible, quite rationally, and nothing is panning out, so it's understandable and rational to consider ctb as another option. Your feelings toward your sister are quite understandable, and I get not heeding red flags and moving forward trusting someone. Her actions are on her, not on you; she dangled a carrot and didn't follow through after you did all that was required on your part for her promises to come to pass. I wish I had more to offer you than my empathy, compassion, and the one suggestion. I hope your posting here garners some useable advice.

 

[Knowledgeseeker]

I'm so sorry you are going through this!

My first thought was to seek an organization to see if they could re-home your cats. You could tell them that you have a terminal illness. If you've already tried or rejected this idea, I don't need to know, I'm just throwing it out there.

As for the rest, it's quite the shit show, eh? So many obstacles and challenges. It seems like you've been doing everything possible, quite rationally, and nothing is panning out, so it's understandable and rational to consider ctb as another option. Your feelings toward your sister are quite understandable, and I get not heeding red flags and moving forward trusting someone. Her actions are on her, not on you; she dangled a carrot and didn't follow through after you did all that was required on your part for her promises to come to pass. I wish I had more to offer you than my empathy, compassion, and the one suggestion. I hope your posting here garners some useable advice.

Thanks for your understanding. I'm of the belief that if my cats go to someone else, they won't find me in the afterlife if there is one. They might love anyone who feeds them, but how will I know what's really going to happen to them? My Grandmother gave her cat some kind of blood thinner to make her ill enough so that the vet would put her down. She had been calling around to find vets who would put her cat down because she knew instinctively she didn't have long to live and didn't trust others to take care of her cat the way she would. The vets all said they wouldn't do it unless her cat was ill enough. My grandmother died 4 months later when she had a series of strokes in hospital and refused food and water and basically starved to death. It was too long and difficult to watch, and I vowed never to go that way. I'm hoping this isn't the end of my life, but my immediate world seems to be rejecting me. What they don't understand is that my furry children are also being rejected, and I don't want them hurt or starving or whatever.

 

[GoodPersonEffed]

Thanks for your understanding. I'm of the belief that if my cats go to someone else, they won't find me in the afterlife if there is one. They might love anyone who feeds them, but how will I know what's really going to happen to them? My Grandmother gave her cat some kind of blood thinner to make her ill enough so that the vet would put her down. She had been calling around to find vets who would put her cat down because she knew instinctively she didn't have long to live and didn't trust others to take care of her cat the way she would. The vets all said they wouldn't do it unless her cat was ill enough. My grandmother died 4 months later when she had a series of strokes in hospital and refused food and water and basically starved to death. It was too long and difficult to watch, and I vowed never to go that way. I'm hoping this isn't the end of my life, but my immediate world seems to be rejecting me. What they don't understand is that my furry children are also being rejected, and I don't want them hurt or starving or whatever.

I suggest considering how it will feel if you take your cats' lives by your own hand. How awful will it be to do it? How awful will you feel in the time between such an act and your own attempt? How will you feel if you attempt cbt and fail? I suggest you will not be able to forget, and it will make the weight of surviving exponentially heavier and more traumatizing.

You say you worry they many not be able to find you in the afterlife if there is one. But have you attempted from their perspectives to imagine what they would want in their lives that exist now?

Cats are attached to people, yes, but they are particularly attached to spaces. They would have to adjust to a new space, which is difficult for them but in no way insurmountable. They would have to adjust to new people. An organization would find people to love and care for them. You could leave detailed instructions as to their habits and likes. You would be empowered in choosing the organization, stating your preferences for them, and giving the instructions. You are at least empowered to try before going another route.

I respect that you are autonomous and will make whatever decisions you make. I have no ability or desire to control you. I have shared my opinions and suggestions and leave them to you to do with as you will. I sincerely wish you the best outcomes possible and leave this thread in your capable hands.

 

[a.h]

Since I made a HUGE mistake of selling a free and clear home I owned over 3 years ago to follow the lure of a sister who deceived me into selling it with empty promises of storage space on her land and help moving my things, I have envisioned daggers falling from the sky and slicing me to ribbons. She was to build a home, move out of her current one, and allow me to move into it. Construction was supposed to begin in '16, but when I left in '19 nothing has begun. I am now almost homeless after relocating back to where I was but not in the same place. Its not happening. I'm still in the trailer she coaxed me into buying to live in temporarily until she was to build, which was only supposed to be around 2 years, but its been 3, and likely she wouldn't have finished for 3 or more possibly. Can you imagine the hatred I have for myself for having fallen for her lure? I was skeptical and almost backed out of it, but unemployment has been an issue for me before I left, and now currently.

I was employed full time where I was living on her land, but had to leave because my trailer had to go in for repairs, and I saw that as an opportunity to not return to her land because it was such a remote location and difficult to get my trailer back in place up high on a soggy mouldy hill where I was always ill. I've rented a covered RV pad where I am now but its 30 minutes away from where I was before I sold my home, back in my home state. I'm now unemployed and looking for 6 months, can't qualify for an apartment or FHA home loan, and stuck in the trailer which is very hard to live in and causes me to have sleeping difficulties, which exacerbate the problem. I also have 4 cats, 3 older 1 middle aged, that I'm considering putting down because I'm scared for their future as well because they no longer have their home. I never thought it would end up this way or I wouldn't have sold my home for sure.

I've semi-planned self deliverance from this problem.

I've tried imagining my last day, the steps I will have to take for getting rid of my beautiful things in storage that I can no longer have a place to use them. I've tried imagining the last day for my cats, and then that makes me angrier with myself. I can't find full time work that I think I can handle as I have a sleep disorder where I can't sleep through the night soundly in time to wake up and have a morning job. Most of the jobs that allow me to work in the evening are part time only, and even Walmart won't respond to my applications. I don't know what to do and time and the rest of the proceeds from the sale of my home are running out. I'm trying to get up the nerve to sell my truck (I'll still have a car) to raise cash, but don't like the process of dealing with strangers who might try something sinister.

I purchased a nitrogen tank 40 scfh from a local industrial gas supplier but am searching for the right flow metre and attachments. I've discovered one supplier no longer even sells the nitrogen, the one in Arizona because they said "people were using it for other things than beer making or welding." I can convert the ratio for the metre from argon to nitrogen. Thought about using it on my cats first, then refilling it, then myself in the end. Not sure if the nitrogen is pure enough, can't figure how to test it. I just don't think this will end well, and I hope to find a miracle I've been praying for before I have to start getting rid of stuff.

I have no friends who can lend actual help like a room to rent, sell the trailer and truck, find work, accept me and my cats. The one friend supplies lip service but no actual help. Another just avoids me, not really a friend. All my relatives are dead (including my still living psychopath sister who talked me into this and then blamed me and wouldn't help me get out of this because it was to her advantage. She's a totalitarian wanna be dictator who like to coerce people into doing things she thinks they should do, she's a lawyer). Anybody out there with ideas who could help? I'm 57 and people aren't hiring older ones as much these days. I want to live in a place like where I was in a proper home with my cats, and it doesn't really look like that's going to happen on any level. Thanks for reading this.

I feel so sorry for you. I wish I could help you somehow. I don't know how things work in USA.

It could be hard to put animals down with Nitrogen since the masks are for humans. Some pet rescues use CO in small space to put animals to sleep and it's becoming more popular in farm animal euthanasia. They have no stress hormones in blood before dieing and after death and they truelly don't seem to suffer from it (they are just eating normally and then black out without any signs before it and die while unconscious).

 

[Knowledgeseeker]

I suggest considering how it will feel if you take your cats' lives by your own hand. How awful will it be to do it? How awful will you feel in the time between such an act and your own attempt? How will you feel if you attempt cbt and fail? I suggest you will not be able to forget, and it will make the weight of surviving exponentially heavier and more traumatizing.

You say you worry they many not be able to find you in the afterlife if there is one. But have you attempted from their perspectives to imagine what they would want in their lives that exist now?

Cats are attached to people, yes, but they are particularly attached to spaces. They would have to adjust to a new space, which is difficult for them but in no way insurmountable. They would have to adjust to new people. An organization would find people to love and care for them. You could leave detailed instructions as to their habits and likes. You would be empowered in choosing the organization, stating your preferences for them, and giving the instructions. You are at least empowered to try before going another route.

I respect that you are autonomous and will make whatever decisions you make. I have no ability or desire to control you. I have shared my opinions and suggestions and leave them to you to do with as you will. I sincerely wish you the best outcomes possible and leave this thread in your capable hands.

I appreciate your opinion, but its an issue of control. They love their daddy, and 3 of them are older, one had thyroid cancer and could have put him down then at the vet because the operation set me back $500 not including tests and such. One is sixteen and the other fourteen and showing signs of age. My youngest is going to be 9, and yes I have played it out in my mind. But it won't fail with nitrogen because I know how its done and how it works. Its better than them getting let out and hurt or neglected or abused, and I don't want them to face that. Death is not failure, and that's something people who try to prevent it don't understand, especially so called Christians who don't realise they are killing themselves every time they visit a certain fast food chain that abuses chickens. Its a taboo subject in our society because its not reversible. But so what, its going to have to happen someday, and maybe sooner than later if our one world government takes over. I'm certain not interested in finding out what they have in store. But that's another story.

If nobody hires me, and my money runs out, guess what? Not gonna starve or get evicted from my RV pad. I will tastefully step off rather than have it ripped from me by cruel fate. That is unless there is a God who can answer my prayers sooner than later.

I feel so sorry for you. I wish I could help you somehow. I don't know how things work in USA.

It could be hard to put animals down with Nitrogen since the masks are for humans. Some pet rescues use CO in small space to put animals to sleep and it's becoming more popular in farm animal euthanasia. They have no stress hormones in blood before dieing and after death and they truelly don't seem to suffer from it (they are just eating normally and then black out without any signs before it and die while unconscious).

Yes, its difficult, but better than watching them disappear and not knowing what is happening to them. Most people here fear letting go. I've been practicing it for years, but as a last resort. No masks involved. Its a plastic bag method with vet prescription plane tranquilisers to calm them. Are you referring to CO2? The CO2 actually causes the panic. Its not a lack of oxygen that causes panic, its the inability to rid the body of CO2. When CO2 is not made, and only inert gas is available, one passes out, loses consciousness, and stops breathing when the oxygen is no longer feeding the heart. Nitrogen (or other inert gas) in, nitrogen out. Pilots have died from nitrogen rich upper atmosphere and lack of oxygen. Its 100% effective in cases studied, and goes wrong only if its interrupted, where brain damage can occur. Its definitely going to be my way out one day unless I get hit by a truck, which I can't imagine the pain from that. I believe in peaceful endings with no gore or mess or pain. Did you read the bit I wrote above about my Gran killing her cat? She did it the hard way.
Let me remind everyone who's responded kindly, I'm in America, and its not just my immediate situation that has concerned me. Its the absolute meanness that seems to flourish in America in certain parts, lack of right brain perception of society, lack of empathy for people who are different. This can occur on both sides of the political spectrum and I'm not claiming either side. Its a construct of a New World Order that hopes to cull the population back to a bare minimum some day. That is happening in many ways. I'm hoping to live the most I can, but without a home and living in a trailer that can get blown away by a tornado, common where I am, I've even more worried for my cats whilst I'm at work if I eventually do get work. I would happily foster my cats to a worthy person who might share them with me, but then it would be nicer to find someone with a room where we could stay for until I could raise the cash to further my survival and hopefully network enough to find that way back from this nightmare. Is this forum mostly in Europe?

 

[justanotherday]

I appreciate your opinion, but its an issue of control. They love their daddy, and 3 of them are older, one had thyroid cancer and could have put him down then at the vet because the operation set me back $500 not including tests and such. One is sixteen and the other fourteen and showing signs of age. My youngest is going to be 9, and yes I have played it out in my mind. But it won't fail with nitrogen because I know how its done and how it works. Its better than them getting let out and hurt or neglected or abused, and I don't want them to face that. Death is not failure, and that's something people who try to prevent it don't understand, especially so called Christians who don't realise they are killing themselves every time they visit a certain fast food chain that abuses chickens. Its a taboo subject in our society because its not reversible. But so what, its going to have to happen someday, and maybe sooner than later if our one world government takes over. I'm certain not interested in finding out what they have in store. But that's another story.

If nobody hires me, and my money runs out, guess what? Not gonna starve or get evicted from my RV pad. I will tastefully step off rather than have it ripped from me by cruel fate. That is unless there is a God who can answer my prayers sooner than later.


Yes, its difficult, but better than watching them disappear and not knowing what is happening to them. Most people here fear letting go. I've been practicing it for years, but as a last resort. No masks involved. Its a plastic bag method with vet prescription plane tranquilisers to calm them. Are you referring to CO2? The CO2 actually causes the panic. Its not a lack of oxygen that causes panic, its the inability to rid the body of CO2. When CO2 is not made, and only inert gas is available, one passes out, loses consciousness, and stops breathing when the oxygen is no longer feeding the heart. Nitrogen (or other inert gas) in, nitrogen out. Pilots have died from nitrogen rich upper atmosphere and lack of oxygen. Its 100% effective in cases studied, and goes wrong only if its interrupted, where brain damage can occur. Its definitely going to be my way out one day unless I get hit by a truck, which I can't imagine the pain from that. I believe in peaceful endings with no gore or mess or pain. Did you read the bit I wrote above about my Gran killing her cat? She did it the hard way.

I am trying to think of what to do about your kitties. My first thought is to go to one or more employment agencies. That way you eliminate the rejection from employers because of age.

I am trying to think of what to do about your kitties. My first thought is to go to one or more employment agencies. That way you eliminate the rejection from employers because of age.

employment agencies put you straight to work, and you don't have to go on a bunch of interviews and wait forever, then get rejected, ect...
I feel for you. I have also had much difficulty finding work. I live in a town with lots of competition, so I don't stand much of a chance.
Maybe if you even had to work two jobs at first, at least until you got back on your feet, then you could rent from a private person, that would be ok with cats? If you live near a university, sometimes there are ' student' apartments that you rent your room( at an affordable rate). They usually will rent to any age.

 

[Knowledgeseeker]

I am trying to think of what to do about your kitties. My first thought is to go to one or more employment agencies. That way you eliminate the rejection from employers because of age.

Yes, that's a nice idea if they really existed here, and that doesn't eliminate rejection. Employment agencies have been mostly put out of business here, and there are a limited number of things for which I qualify. I'm not in Europe, I'm in middle America, which is feeing the pinch of corporatisation and much much age discrimination. I've applied and interviewed several times with much rejection. They use the left side of their brains to make hiring decisions rather than their hearts. My physical abilities are showing their age too as I'm having lower lumbar issues at the moment, and really need more limited physicality. The job websites are mostly a waste of time. I hate to be so negative, but its the sad truth. There are some options left, but not many because of the corporate cruelty here in America they've allowed to run rampant. Not sure how it is elsewhere, but I've heard horror stories all around the world. Thanks for your concern.

 

[justanotherday]

I would google cat rescue groups in your town too. They usually have foster pet parents they work with. Maybe they could also advise you as to what to do, or where to rent that is pet friendly.
Yes, age discrimination is real. This world is a fucked up place

 

[nitrogen]

I have this feeling that the OP is hesitant and embarrassed to ask a question. So I'm gonna ask for him.

Is anybody willing to offer this man and his cats a place to stay? Perhaps he can help with farmwork or housework as a form of rent payment?

There's a partner thread on this site, where people meet to ctb together, or.....lose virginity. I don't see why not there can't be a roommate thread - apparently, there are many lonely people on this site who'd like to have some companionship and help around the house.

I considered using nitrogen gas (that's why my user name is nitrogen) before I did more research into ctb methods. Now I'm set on sodium nitrite (SN), a lethal inorganic salt, which you can buy from Amazon legally. It should be much easier to kill your cats with SN than nitrogen gas. SN was originally used to peacefully put down pigs.

I strongly suggest you put down your cats before you make a ctb attempt unless you don't mind getting eaten by your hungry cats. Check out this video:

Best Gore

 

[Dawgmom]

I have this feeling that the OP is hesitant and embarrassed to ask a question. So I'm gonna ask for him.

Is anybody willing to offer this man and his cats a place to stay? Perhaps he can help with farmwork or housework as a form of rent payment?

Agreed. This was my thought as I read the post. I'd like to help but I'm allergic to cats and have 2 dogs.

I'm sorry for your wackadoodledoo sister. Please don't give up and please don't kill your kitties. They love and need you. There are organizations out there. Let us help if we can. Someone will have ideas.

PM me if you want and maybe I can help. Hang in there.

 

[Dawgmom]

Yes, that's a nice idea if they really existed here, and that doesn't eliminate rejection. Employment agencies have been mostly put out of business here, and there are a limited number of things for which I qualify. I'm not in Europe, I'm in middle America, which is feeing the pinch of corporatisation and much much age discrimination. I've applied and interviewed several times with much rejection. They use the left side of their brains to make hiring decisions rather than their hearts. My physical abilities are showing their age too as I'm having lower lumbar issues at the moment, and really need more limited physicality. The job websites are mostly a waste of time. I hate to be so negative, but its the sad truth. There are some options left, but not many because of the corporate cruelty here in America they've allowed to run rampant. Not sure how it is elsewhere, but I've heard horror stories all around the world. Thanks for your concern.

I know of a lot of resources you might not be aware of. I myself am your age and am getting ready to return to work after 30 years. Again, PM me if interested. I'm Midwest as well.

 

[justanotherday]

I know of a lot of resources you might not be aware of. I myself am your age and am getting ready to return to work after 30 years. Again, PM me if interested. I'm Midwest as well.

I am in a similar situation to you guys. I face age discrimination too, when trying to find work.

 

[Knowledgeseeker]

I have this feeling that the OP is hesitant and embarrassed to ask a question. So I'm gonna ask for him.

Is anybody willing to offer this man and his cats a place to stay? Perhaps he can help with farmwork or housework as a form of rent payment?

There's a partner thread on this site, where people meet to ctb together, or.....lose virginity. I don't see why not there can't be a roommate thread - apparently, there are many lonely people on this site who'd like to have some companionship and help around the house.

I considered using nitrogen gas (that's why my user name is nitrogen) before I did more research into ctb methods. Now I'm set on sodium nitrite (SN), a lethal inorganic salt, which you can buy from Amazon legally. It should be much easier to kill your cats with SN than nitrogen gas. SN was originally used to peacefully put down pigs.

I strongly suggest you put down your cats before you make a ctb attempt unless you don't mind getting eaten by your hungry cats. Check out this video:

Best Gore

I live in America, not sure where this forum is situated. I've considered a roommate, but so many places these days where I am won't allow animals. I'm actually more worried for them than myself as if anything did happen to me without CTB, (have no idea for what that stand), they wouldn't have anyone to feed them immediately as I'm mostly alone, and the man to whom I pay RV lot rent would find them and that would be a mess. This is why I shared the story of my Grandmother in one response, only I'd have taken care of her cat very well. She knew her cat would never be understood the way she did. I have every intension of seeing them off before I were to go through with this, and hopefully won't have to do it.

I was just researching last night different regulators and connections and considering a diving mask possibilities. I've been very depressed about the whole idea anyway, so that's proof I don't really want to do it. However, I'll never have back, unless I win money, what I had 4 years ago when I heard the drums beating and warnings about me sister and instinctively knew she was up to helping herself mostly. This is why I'm so angry with myself and feel almost that my sentence should be death for allowing such a deceptive person back into my life. I even told her that she stood more to gain from me giving up my home to live on her property than did I. She claimed she was "offering me an oasis.." and "my home will be your home..." when she wouldn't even let me sell my trailer from her property because she didn't want strangers coming up there to see it. She made up the rules as she went along and I was so astounded that my fears had all been justified, but that I had to find out the hard way, and its destroyed my home. If I'd have stayed there with her, my trailer would have depreciated to nothing, and no telling how long it would have been before she'd have moved out of her current house for me to then move into. She knew my concerns and didn't give a flip about that, she just wanted me out of a home that she never thought I should have inherited from our Grandmother. She had even threatened to tie it up in court for so long I'd have had to have sold it to pay the solicitor 24 years ago. Why would I have trusted such a person to offer me an "oasis" when I already had one. Maybe I'm too stupid to live and deserve to die. If I don't find FT work soon, I will at least starve and lose everything in storage anyway. I have a lot of beautiful memories I now have to consider throwing away, hard drives, photos, and give away the rest. Its unbelievable what I allowed my sister to lead me into. I really hate myself. I'm just hoping to find that last minute miracle for which I've been praying.

 

[Knowledgeseeker]

Don't be so hard on yourself. Most people let their guard down in front of close family members. Sounds like your sister is the one to blame, not you.

As a general rule of thumb: People who have more to lose is the more vulnerable one. It looks like you have nothing to lose, and your sister has everything to lose.

I bet you've heard the so-called conventional wisdom that "you catch more flies with honey than vinegar." Well, shit/manure often catch even more flies than honey. Why so? Because when you're nice to people, they respond in two ways: either they reciprocate the kindness, or they take your kindness as a sign of weakness so they suppress or exploit you more.

This is my approach to handling conflicts with people:
I first follow the biblical concept spoken by Jesus "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
If this doesn't work, I quickly change my strategy and switch to a motto from The Satanic Bible "Do unto others as they do unto you."
FYI, that doesn't mean I don't pick my fights, weigh the cost vs benefits, or I really mean to follow through with my threats. With an aggressive negotiation style, companies have gone from "we won't reimburse you a penny" to paying me 5 figures after an exchange of just a few emails. I threaten businesses and individuals all the time, almost always get my way. Me practicing witchcraft + the psychopathic and sociopathic vibe I give off make my threat of summoning demons surprisingly useful against certain individuals.

Be careful not to break any laws though. PS, making explicit threats is illegal. Avoid putting your threats in writing; and if you have to, try to rephrase them, bury threats in a positive tone.

Being a well-paid lawyer with connections, your sister should be able to find you a job and offer you a place to stay, once she comes to the realization that if she doesn't help you it'd be a lose-lose situation.

I think you've misunderstood my story. I'm not into revenge because it won't bring back what I've lost to my sister's empty promises. My sister went into this intending to lose nothing, which is why she developed amnesia when it came to fulfilling her promises. I had to get away from her, but made the problem worse by doing so the way that I did. I had a good place to live free and clear before I took her bait. She lost nothing, I've lost my foundation, my home. But no, I won't seek revenge because that won't bring back what I lost because of her. We aren't speaking, and the last thing she would have ever done was to have found me a job in her field. I was working before I left her place, but had to return back because I had things in storage eating up money, and now I have no place to put them, and I'm talking heirloom quality item hundreds of years old, not to mention photos, projects I'd started, dozens of my artist Gran's paintings. I had a life that I will never get back because of her. Her life goes on as it was before her concoction of lies.