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Oyster mushroom sauce🍄--> sautee mushrooms🍄 first. After the mushrooms🍄 are browned, and add butter, fresh thymeand garlic. Mix with pasta or top off your steak! Thanks @dizz_wizz
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According to @drjoshaxe
Lower Cholesterol Levels✔
Alleviate Inflammation ✔
Packed with Antioxidants✔
May Block Cancer Growth✔
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Over the last year I have learned a lot about myself. I am a child abuse survivor. My FIRST abusers were my parents, mostly my mother, she was neglectful, physically, emotionally, and psychologically abusive and she taught my sister well, she is my SECOND abuser, she learned it from my mom, using me as a scape goat at anytime possible, the kind of kid who whispers mean things to you or someone else close to you so you can hear her belittlement they are saying about you. Now her daughter is learning and watching this behavior, which is again child abuse. This went on throughout my childhood, as she tried to befriend my rapist and other girls who bullied me, oh wait… she was part of that bullying to try to get me to kill myself when I was 13. What a great family huh? So it makes sense that I called the police and begged them to put me in foster care to get away from all of this abuse at 14. But somehow I got wrapped up in my family again, in adulthood. I took care of my sister financially, paying tickets to police officers, getting her out of jail, and giving her a room and bed to sleep in for the last 5 years while she used drugs, crashed cars, etc. What have I learned about myself through this much needed reflection? I take care of people often without question. This is my biggest strength and my biggest weakness. I am excited to be free of the biological mess I came from, I am excited to never turn back. They are living sink holes. I love myself enough to stop putting others before my needs and to stop helping those who just suck time, emotions, and money away from me. This year I think I learned more than last. This year I realize that I wasn’t just raped at 13 but that my mother facilitated it, she brought me to him, told me to stay, and said “sometimes those things just happen.” What kind of mother is that? Not a mother I want to identify with. So today I lay the idea of my mother and sister to rest, they are no longer my mother and sister from this day forward, they are much like the man who raped me, just abusers who don’t deserve my energy.
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