Days of Freedom...Literally are in the Past

 I miss the days of nude modeling, but, the best thing I can do is just post my past work and move forward with the next stage of life.

Dark Times have come around again...

 I have to admit...I was fine before family asked me to help them...What I wasn't prepared for was them leaving me holding the bag, when things got rough...Now I am in the crosshairs of the predatory lenders that my family got involved with. My mother and brother didn't know what they were signing when the deal was done. At the time, I was in the process of getting married. Now, I'm doing damage control to keep from losing everything to these predators in finance. I have been praying for guidance on this matter. My finances are tapped to the lowest of low, and that hasn't happened to me in some years. I'm also working on the solution to sell the property, but that has taken a turn as well. After nearly 6 months on the market, no one is trying to by a "fixer-up" property. Most buyers want something that is already built and ready to go. I've also been working on getting the property fixed up to make it more presentable, but that has turned into a fiasco itself. The loan people have been crawling up my ass with every possible bit of information that they are trying to squeeze from me. I started the process earlier this month, and things have been contentious to say the least. Now I am wondering if I didn't make a mistake by trying to get a loan to take care of the issue. It hasn't gone through, and, in all honesty...I hope it doesn't because this has been a nightmare to deal with. My bills, and my expenses are now out of control, and the funny thing is...I've been here before. I'm stressed, but not as bad as I once was back in the day. I hate that this is all happening...but I have Faith that Yahweh will see me through this one. 

I just hate that the dark times financially have come again. This time, it's from family, and sometimes family can be the worst people in the world. I can see the obligation to help them, but what I cannot abide by is being left holding the bag of trouble and running away like it just disappeared. Life doesn't stop when issues come up, and running from life is also a form of cowardice and disrespect. My dad taught me and my brothers better...I just wondered why my younger brothers didn't want to listen at the time when he was trying to teach them. It's like what my father was trying to teach them, didn't take root in them to be better than who they are and their circumstances.

For now, life goes on, and I have to ride the dark tide to it's conclusion. I'm not going to run, but face it down like I did before. Maybe this will show them, but I doubt it, that you can handle whatever life throws at you. 9/30/2026

NOTE: I hate when I am right about dark times. Shortly after writing this entry, my younger brother, Markel Bradley, disrespected me in the worst fashion. My issue with this level of foolishness: Don't go after and attack the people trying to help you. Threatening your older brother doesn't go well either! He will have to stop being a 45 year old Man-Child, and grow up. 10/1/2026