I can rail at the injustice of it all. I can claim to not understand why it all happened, but at the end of the day I still know that every choice I made took me farther and farther from the path God set out for me and it took me a long time to figure that out.
I lived in fear for a long time and let it own me. I; however, now realize that, yes I made mistakes, but I can’t stop what other people do. I could never control what they think or how they conduct their lives.
I can be shocked and dismayed and even confused by their behavior and actions. The only thing I have control over is how I chose to respond and how I choose to look at it.
I believe without a doubt, that most of these monsters are sick and are low life’s with nothing better to do than to participate in a conspiracy to ruin a good person.
Why? Who knows? I believe that when people do wicked things that they themselves must hate themselves so deeply that they recognize no fear from God and believe that they operate outside the bounds of any governing morals or ethics or higher power to answer to for their actions.
Their biggest mistake is believing that everyone is just like them.
I used to laugh out loud, like some kind of lunatic when these people actually thought I would let them break me.
So, from the very beginning I called them out. Said their names out loud. Explained motive, means and opportunity. And, I’m not goingto stop until mystery is heard. I will not stop until speaking my truth until someone listens. I cannot live in a world where corruption, manipulation and lies ever win this war God has chosen me to fight for him.
Family court corruption. Stalking. Police and Sherrif’s not doing their job with due diligence. Illegal Surveillance, gas-lighting, fraud, stolen identities and imposters. Using illegally obtained videos and pictures to publish onlineall for your humiliation. Breaking and entering, intentional food poisoning, car theft and complete infiltration of someones life in hopes of taking it over; debasing, defaming and discrediting them.
All because they could not be me, control me, or thought that the lies told to them by a sick narcissistic sociopath were true and I was or am some kind of villain.
Let me remind everyone; I’m here and writing for the monsters who underestimated me. All the people that thought they could say and do whatever they wanted about me and have it cripple me into runningand hiding in some hole, never to be heard from again.
I am Here! I’m not going anywhere and with God by my side they have no chance in hell.