I have been subjected to such an array of humiliations and degradations, plus having their bribed judges say such ugly things to me, (I didn't even think the woman judge was speaking to me) I passed out.
How sad it is that a person in an elevated position as is the woman who started this against me, that her narcissism needs to have herself built up by having other people torn down, by having people say and do cruel things to me. I feel sorry for anyone who has had to spend ANY time around such a weak, mentally ill person, who must run others down to find any self-esteem. That is not only a mentally ill person, but dangerous. I am glad I warned the police (and others) about that person! Why does she think she has the right to tell others to hurt people for her? That social climber needs to get a news flash: SHE IS A COMMON CRIMINAL! If they knew about her insane, illegal activities, she would be shunned!
I get a bit sad once in awhile, who wouldn't, but damn, I handle my own problems and I appreciate those who help me; I tell them so and show them my gratitude. Those who deserve my love get it in a proper way and if it is decided that a relationship could be established, then that is very nice. If it is reciprocated, that is lovely. Normal people don't make weird plans, or force people, or try and hurt them. Life and freedom are precious. Freedom to be happy is a blessing and a right, I think anyway. I will always do anything necessary to help someone I care about find happiness, even if I am not included. The one I love, I will fight with everything in me to keep him safe and then find out what makes him happy. I want him to find peace and joy, basically. It is what I have always wanted. When I knew I loved him, my protective feelings went into gear.
Keeping a person a prisoner for whatever reason, is not love. It is selfish.
He will always have my support and protection....and love. Never doubt it. It says it in my lie detection report and it will say it again, should I be asked to do it (again).
I was brutally attacked for showing gratitude to a marvelous person who took lovely care of me.
I am still alive. I am still in love.
I know I repeat it, but good things bear repeating, until they are safe and happy.
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