I sleep in a Walmart parking lot. A local man had a one-person business walking dogs, and he walked them through the parking lot at least three days per week. We had five or six conversations about all kinds of topics. He asked how he could help me. I said we could work together to expand his business and then I could get back on my feet and start other businesses. He was excited.
Three weeks ago, I emailed him a detailed business plan. He did not reply. He stopped walking the dogs in this parking lot. I was disappointed but because the majority of people who say they will help me do exactly what he did, I was not surprised.
Two hours ago, I learned what happened. He implemented my plan. He has at least eight employees now, and his company walks at least three times as many dogs.
I’m devastated. This event is not devastating but it is a perfect illustration of my current life. I have excellent ideas but I cannot implement them without help because I am disabled. I have been unable to find sufficient help. I have excellent ideas but almost everyone refuses to believe me. I expend effort with no results. And finally, trust: I can’t trust any police because of some police, I can’t trust people because so many people have violated my trust.
