March 26, 2019: READ: Brandon

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March 26, 2019

I am still blowing out black gunk from my nose all these hours after work.  Not to mention the inner-ear problem I have, the swimmer’s ear, I think it is referred to, is still making me sick.  Then, I arrive to work yesterday, dubious of what I believed to have changed because that is what has been played out over and over being “tricked” into believing they have changed something, and they did not.  A black woman doused me with air causing a puddle in my underwear.  I had to work my whole shift with a puddle in my underwear.  I now have an irritated under-region that I must work through.

Does Brandon believe safety is important?  Some stupid question like this they put on my screen at work.  This is not a yes or no question and it can be looked at in many different ways.  There is not any specificity in the question.  How did I read it?  Does David trust you?  The answer is yes, David trusts me pretty much from the beginning.  It would have been obvious to other people.  Why else does David travel at such speeds in his vehicles around me?  He trusts me.  It doesn’t mean I trust him.  Or, the in same way.  It just means he trusts me.  Yeah, Always, David trusts me.  Probably more than most people.  And, not because he’s had to.

However, what Brandon did last night by speaking negatively to me at my work, something he already knows he should not do, has ruined any positive comments I will make in reference to Brandon.  Ever.  Again.

I removed every news outlet, paper, and agency because of it.  What a person says to me has an impact and causes a reaction.  I am really beyond this being yelled at, at my work, for no reason whatsoever.  It is all beyond my control.

It has been made more than obvious I am not able to get employment ANYWHERE ELSE.

What am I now supposed to do fill out endless applications to then receive a “fake” interview email, like before, only to get to the location and then given – the run around?  I got nowhere the last time, I attempted to seek employment elsewhere.  I am beyond this game nonsense that is meaningless.

What door I enter or exit – anywhere – truthfully has no bearing whatsoever on the real people in the real world.  All these rules and nonsense as such has just been a rouse, devised to stop me from remembering, remembering people, remembering the words spoken to me, and so on.

Remember, the movie, Sound of Music, Captain.  The movie Remember has nothing to do with the names of the actors or characters, it just means, remember.  Remember, Cherith.

What Brandon did last night because I actually see it in the world, in the minds of people, and not how people would like it to be, I actually see it, he removed The White House conversation, he removed me being seen as a citizen important to The White House, he removed me being seen as a federal employee, or a government employee.  I saw it before he started talking, I saw it.  I saw the damage.  I saw it as he approached me.  He removed – in a sentence – The White House connectionIt is a huge and colossal mistake.

I am truly beyond discussing this and writing about this anymore.  It shows an extreme recklessness on Brandon’s behalf.  Reckless.  And recklessness.  That is not me.  Creating this huge scene over a stupid vest placement – IS RECKLESS!  I did not do that, you did.  Brandon did.  Brandon showed he is reckless, foolish, and willing to cause harm by speaking to me, negatively, and speaking to me to cause and inflict harm upon me.  That will be the last positive thing I ever give in answers on my screen at work about Brandon.

Then, Brandon tries to hand me paperwork telling me I am allowed to file an appeal for the negative numbers Chris coded my time for.  To make me appear as though I am a criminal being charged with a crime when I most certainly am not.

I am so sick of you people.  I am so over you people.

There is actual real hurt caused by David.  It doesn’t go away.  It doesn’t get to heal living like this.  It is more than difficult to believe in him as a man who is unmarried and not just fooling around with me using Virtual Reality.

Those drawings actually are how I feel.  How it feels living like this.

Also, I have heard, and this could just be someone thinking it might not have ever been spoken, I have heard a therapist giving advice to rape victims that they should and need to masturbate to get over the trauma done to the sex organ.  It is a most absurd notion.  It is most absurd if this has been used in any way towards me.

Truthfully, I was expecting a man to deliver my pizza on March 20, 2019 and not a woman.  It more than makes a difference.

If you haven’t done so already, I was going to ask you to talk to my father about the people we had over to our home in Oregon for Thanksgivings.  I am not sure it will go anywhere.  I don’t remember any Thanksgiving’s until we moved to Florida.  There have been subversives that have worked with my mother and been her friends, I don’t like that.  I want it corrected.  She’s dead more or less because of it and the work they put into place to cover their tracks.

No, I am not changing my clothes for work today.  Not after how Brandon spoke to me.  I don’t like it.  I did not like speaking to Brandon yesterday.  It has ruined me so much as looking his way anymore.  I will be wearing the urine-soaked pants again because I do not need any person telling how to dress.

Be careful here, just because this is not written in all-caps, in bold, and underlined does not mean I am more than angry.  I am so angry I am disgusted.  I am disgusted with Brandon and his speaking to me.

If you haven’t yet understood my distress in my anger it means someone has placed a very, very real death threat and hits on several members of the Royal family and many top British, I’ll say, persons.  Brandon spoke Death to important British citizens and its Royal family members.  I did not do that.  Brandon did that.  Very unwise.

I am beyond any amount of anger.  Brandon did that.  Brandon caused that.  Very unwise.

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Author: endthefalselife

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