I don't know entirely where I stand, because I think very highly of you and not so highly of myself. I do see that I can recognize your vulnerabilities and it makes my protective instincts come out. I detested seeing you being used and abused and pulled to pieces by people who were obviously forcing you to behave against your nature. I did not like at all that you were treated in such a demeaning manner. Your feelings were so ignored, but I knew what was real, so I was angry that their disgusting, criminal mouths were speaking for you. What was said to me and the accusations couldn't help but hurt my feelings, but in my rational mind, I knew the truth. I knew that if you had a problem with me, you would have said something to me and would not have been there for me so close to the end. I know the end was caused by your kindness to me and my thanking you. I had no idea people did spy techniques, or did such terrible cruel things. I thought people would deal with things in straightforward means. How wrong I was!

I began feeling that I wasn't the victim, but the scapegoat/distraction. You are the victim/target. You need freedom and loving support. I have seen the power and the pressure on/against you. That terrifies me.

You always kept me safe and that is how I feel about you. I feel motivated to say these things to get it out and put it behind. You need to feel able to say how you feel and live how you want. I am in your corner. You are in my heart.

I do worry about this health scare of mine, but I cannot feel safe going to that place where people want me dead. You need to use extreme caution too. Please.
Love.