The truth is I do not feel safe writing here.
The truth is I feel threatened, retaliated against.
The truth, it appears is not something the world wants to read, or things would be different.
I am greatly saddened. I have lost my mother, and I don’t know the exact date that happened. I was not allowed to be with her when she passed, while she suffered, in her last days, or at her actual funeral.
I will not be watching a movie simply because of the person who gave her fake eulogy.
There is nothing that can take away the pain of not being allowed to witness my mother’s passing.
I have a family that I am not allowed to see or be a part of.
There is nothing that can take away the pain of not being allowed to be a part of my own family.
There is nothing that can take away the pain of not being allowed to have my cats back. They are the closest I have to children. I was led to believe I was going to have to my cats back.
I am greatly saddened.
I am greatly hurt.
There is a great deal of stories that I read I simply do not believe are true or based in factual evidence or fact.
The damage is worse than I thought.
Because I am not safe in writing here – still.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 