Finally some closure on why I came to steem in the first place almost 3 years ago

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I came to steem almost 3 years ago to tell my story about how my family had its fortune ($40M) at a time stole by a crooked lawyer and the city government. Though there has been no compensation on the cities part for the business and property they expropriated, the lawyer in question was fully disbarred a few weeks ago after many years of fighting. Though this individual has did their best to spend every last dime that she stole from us and there is absolutely nothing left to recover, at least I know that she will not have the opportunity to do this to someone again. Sadly in Canada, claiming mental illness seems to get you off the hook for anything.

Though there was little to no interest when I first told this story- most people don't seem to give a shit if someone had tens of millions of dollars and had it all stolen even if they worked their ass off for it, I felt that it was important for my sake to tell the "world" that I did get some form of justice at the end of the day. Though I have spent the last few years living on the streets and struggling immensely - which is a far cry from the life I use to lead before all this started, hopefully this will help me to heal and one day get my life together.

I do not know where I can really go from here, maybe a new change in scenery, maybe a new country. All I know is there is nothing left for me in Canada. I owe a large amount of money - more than I could ever make in a life time to the lawyers that I had to hire to defend my families rights. Though I do feel that there is a certain onus for me to pay them, in reality, none of them were ever able to recover anything monetarily, from the person in question. I am still getting use to the methodology that exists in law - one where you still get paid even if you fail. In most other professions, if you fail, you don't get paid. But for lawyers, you get paid no matter what the outcome is.

Nevertheless, I guess I can find solace in the fact that I was not the crazy one. And for all the people who I told my plight to over the last 5 years - the people in the homeless shelters, friends, long time acquaintances and passer by's, that this outcome only cements the idea that I wasn't making these things up. And furthermore, that even though this person was a successful and accomplished individual, her career decorated with accolades and awards. That greed know's no boundaries, that friends can turn to foes at the drop of a hat and that sometimes having less, is more, because when you have nothing, there is nothing to lose.

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I am glad you can close this chapter and start a new one!

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Thanks brother. I really wish you the best in 2020. I know you have been following me for a long time. Thanks for doing so!