Well, for a couple of days I had the hope that I might be getting an apartment, which means the world to me, since I am effectively homeless. I am living with a family I know from church till the end of the month and then who knows?

The paperwork involved with the move I made two weeks ago seems to be going okay. This is a major blessing! I had temporary housing and had to move by March 31. Unfortunately, there was no housing available to me. I live of state support for now, hoping to start a job once I am settled and my BP is more or less under control. With my income I am dependant on the social housing and their system. Which is a challenge, to say the least ! I have lived abroad for 15 years, before I suddenly had to return to my home country the Netherlands, because a lawyer in USA had given me wrong information about the renewal of my documents. I went over the border with Canada and when I wanted to cross back to USA I was refused entry. I was told that by law I have to go back to my country of origin, get my papers in order and then come back to USA. Grrr, can someone at the other side of the ocean please deal with this guy for me?????!!!!!!!!!

So here I am, my stuff partly in Ukraine and partly in the States, trying to build a life in the Netherlands for a while. Not easy. No provisions for people like me, returning to their home country. No warm welcome, either. My friends and church: oh yeah!!! They are happy to see me, thank God!!! And they are trying to help as best they can. 

There are two more weeks till the end of the month. There are so many friends praying, I am trying to keep the hope and faith that I won't end up on the street, or have to move far away from my church and friends, not knowing if and when I will return......

No wonder I am hypomanic. And stressed-out. And upset.

So, LIFE SUCKS, BIG TIME!!! 

Sorry, just had to get it of my chest.

the crazy rambler