if escape rooms as team building exercises became popular im not sure if id be more excited or terrified

Do you ever think about how sad and messed up it is to grow up in this world as a little girl who likes to read. Because you are a child, and you don't get that there's a difference in who writes the books, you read everything you like, you read the adventures and the fantasy and the mysteries and the traumatic stuff and if you're also very isolated and lonely, these books build your worldview. Because why wouldn't they? They're written by humans, so they have the attitudes, opinions, perceptions, morals and spirits of human beings in them, they're telling you what humans think and feel about things, how they go about situations, what they imagine, what they desire. What your role in all this is, or what it could potentially be.

But, since you are not capable of differentiating the material, and you just read what is available to you, you end up reading a lot of books written by m*n. You also have to go thru the required reading at school - 90% written by m*n. And so slowly, since young age, without even socializing or learning it thru interaction, you find yourself in a world shaped by minds who do not have empathy for women, especially not for little girls. You find yourself relating to the male protagonists, but you also find out that girls only play a passive role in their stories. You find that m*n problems are centered, made important, their suffering and violence critical points in the story, while women are cast aside as helpers, servants, givers, caretakers, and generally just exist in the background, not a thought given to what they are going thru.

You learn thru books written by m*n, that your experience is secondary. Even if you cast yourself as the adventuring, immensely important and struggling protagonist, even then the other women in your mind end up being just background characters, caregivers who do not need a thought spared for their suffering.

Books written by m*n, even for children, will trivialize female suffering to the point where they shape the child's mind into one that looks at the world from a male perspective. Where women either don't matter, or are capable only of giving and aiding, to be cast aside for more important matters, such as male aspirations for their own lives.

Thinking back, I understand why I felt myself unimportant and trivial in any social setting - I understood my role from the written word, and I knew adults found me trivial, secondary, only a background figure to someone else's adventure or mission. As much as I could fight it in my fantasies, and make myself the main character, it felt like a pipe dream, like something that was incredible self-indulged and selfish and would never translate to reality.

I wish it had been different. I wish I had been introduced specifically and only to books written by women, for women. I wish I had found empathy for myself in those books. I wish I had found myself standing on high ground, equal ground, with other women, our desires centered, our lives translated into tales of epic importance - because that's what they are. I wish I had been born into a world where female perspective is available from the start, not after years of growing up and finding feminist literature and having to re-write my own role in my brain, from all of those years of reading male perspective as the default.

I don't think any little girl should be exposed to literature that shape her world as a place where she doesn't matter. I don't think books written by males and shaped by their worldview should be allowed into children's literature, or teenage or for young adults. Girls should not be learning from fiction that their most important value is empathy and understanding for male problems, and their second, to be desired and/or helpful to them, all while being treated as nothing but service and background noise until you're desired for something. We need to open books and find out that we matter too. That our lives can be the center of our existence, rather than being in the service of someone else's life.

I am hoping you can help me better understand something about my Zach Snyder feelings, because I know you have enjoyed his work.

I have conflicting feelings and I THINK it comes down to a different imagery language and some unnamed thing in his storytelling. It's mostly the unnamed thing I'm trying to ID.

When I describe broadly the plots, character motivation (obviously as I understand them), and events, I find myself very interested in his movies and what they have to say. Then I rewatch and I don't feel the same way. It feels dark (desaturation or whatever that filter is called), overly dramatic in a way that feels cartoonist or silly instead of meaningful, or boring and slow. There are some engaging moments some that are action some that are pretty or funny. However, few that move/engage me.

I know people often love or hate Snyder but I mostly feel his movies exist, have a few interesting elements but overall if they weren't about characters I was interested in, I just wouldn't watch. I don't hate or love it. I don't think it's the greatest or the worst.

Example of a storytelling concept that I get and liked in theory but not execution. The Martha, why did you say that name moment. Snyder is connecting Bruce to Clark's "humanity" in a way that hits Bruce in a place where he is always vulnerable and is primal/basic. When people mock this scene I have the urge to defend because I understand (in my way) what he was going for, but I can't because at no point in watching or rewatching that scene do I feel that. Even though he rehashed the Wayne's death in the beginning, then connects back to it during their fight about what his parent's taught Bruce. It still FEELS out of place and "falsely" dramatic.

That's all I can think to give as an example and not make this longer (sorry this is long). But if my descriptions click something for you as a writer and fan of Snyder, please let me know. I just don't know what it is about his storytelling and it's annoying to not understand why there is this disconnect.

Thank you for your patience, if you even get thru this, LOL.

I'm not a film major and I am definitely no expert, but I've been thinking about this ask. I agree with a lot of what you brought up, though it is hard to describe what that exact disconnect is with Snyder's films, and you'll get a million different opinions depending on who you ask.

To me, Snyder's DC films always feel like movies that were excellent plots on paper wrapped around a series of interesting and awe-inducing visuals and scores. There are scenes he does well -- one of my favorites being the initial scene in BVS where Bruce runs into the Battle of Metropolis -- almost because they feel like a separate, isolated moment in his script. There are scenes that drag, exposition dump, and feel dark and strange.

There seems to be a disconnect between him, the writer, and him, the director. He's good at both, don't get me wrong -- but there's something missing in between.

People on reddit will tell you the problem with BVS, at the end of the day, is all the plot holes or the cheesy dialogue. I mostly disagree. Especially after seeing Oppenheimer recently, I think Snyder struggles with building and maintaining the pace of his plot and the emotions he's trying to cultivate in his viewers. Continuity is key -- scenes building up on each other, revealing new layers of meaning and importance, leaving viewers guessing only on the least-obvious plot points.

He has all the pieces -- decent dialogue, powerhouse actors, amazing CGI, a script most people wouldn't laugh at on paper -- but they don't quite form a whole.

I did a quick review of some the things I like about BVS, thinking through this ask, and I think it's pretty revealing that most of those things are pieces, not overall themes.

The Battle of Metropolis flashback

Ben Affleck visually as Bruce Wayne

Lex's scenes with the Senator

The score

Kryptonite/Training scene

Lex's entry into Zod's ship

Diana

Bruce at the fundraiser

Warehouse fight scene

Alfred's dialogue

Lakehouse shots

Knightmare scene

As for the Martha scene, my inclination is that it's rarely out of place or strange when written correctly. In fics, I've seen it done very well. But Snyder doesn't use it for what it is -- a climax of Bruce Wayne's anger and misguided actions -- because he never truly brought the viewer all the way along with Bruce.

TL;DR: I don't know either. But I agree and commiserate with you on this. I still enjoy watching BVS and other Snyder films, but seeing other films -- especially Nolan's, which I'm not saying are theoretically better -- makes the difference very jarring.

If you’re feeling like you aren’t healing fast enough, like you should be way further on the timeline by now, you should know that there is no timeline like that, and no record of anyone managing to ‘heal in the correct amount of time’.

Just as you can’t rush a broken leg to heal, you can’t rush emotional wounds to stitch themselves up and function as a healthy tissue, and emotional wounds do not have the power to mend themselves up. You can only heal with the resources and support that you have, and of course, protection from additional hurt, and a lot of us don’t have much of that.

We’re expected to heal on our own, in isolation, from the harms done to us by the society, or by the people who were supposed to help us grow safely. Going forward, we still don’t get the resources to be protected, safe, or supported as we try to figure out how to function in the world. Our wounds only continue to be neglected if not further damaged. For us to quickly get over it is not an option. This doesn’t mean we won’t get to feel better, safer, more functional, more excited about life. We’re always growing towards that. But it does not happen quickly. It does not happen by force, or effort. It happens when we feel right, when some things inside us click and we know we’re safer, we’re more free and more capable than we were before.

Healing, just as trauma, can come in waves; sometimes we’re expanding the periods of the time we feel okay and ourselves, and sometimes a wave of dark catches up to us and we need a little more time to not be okay. This isn’t something we choose, or a step backwards; our body remembers what was done to it, and it needs us to rest, to give it time to process, to expel the pain.

We’re growing and understanding everything better, even while living in the traumatic circumstances, but we’re only able to slowly clear our head once we’re out and looking it with some references of how life is supposed to be like. We can’t judge our abusers on how they neglected us until we’re experiencing the opposite of neglect, we cannot tell how their small acts of kindness were manipulative, until we’ve experienced kindness that brings no debt.

I’ve started this blog before I’ve ran away, and it’s been six years from then. I’ve written about child abuse almost every day since then. I’m still having revelations that a part of me was brainwashed, that a part of me is ashamed and in doubt, and big parts of me are still terrified. Some parts of me have gotten to feel safer, more in control, and more allowing to experience relaxation and joy. I’ve gotten better in numerous ways, but only to find out there’s still endless things to get better from. And it’s not a process of despair, because I do feel better, I can feel that I’m going to survive, I can plan for a future, and these are all things I could not have done 6 years ago. But I still regularly break down, find myself re-living the past, fearing human contact, wondering if I’m forever unfit to be a part of society.

And it’s okay for me to be where I am, as is for everyone else to be where they are. Healing is a process of good, it reduces human suffering in the world, and gives hope that life could be survivable, okay, calm even. It’s an act of good. And since people on this earth are doing all kinds of messed up things unchecked, nobody gets to judge you for how fast or slow you’re going thru the process of healing. You’re doing an act of good and it doesn’t matter how slow you are doing it.

Hi, I'm the stranger that dropped you an ask some time ago. I actually followed you to see how are you. I really want you to get better, as your story saddened me a lot. I hate to see people in the community hurt. Especially because of others in the same community.

I saw your post with the story about how you meet Steve Blum, and because it mentioned your art I allowed myself to looked through your art pieces on your blog... and I have to say they are really amazing! You are truly talented Keri! I hope things would get better, so you can share more amazing art of yours with the world ❤❤❤ I know I will patiently wait for it to happen.

I wanted to let you know, that I still believe in you, and I'm wholeheartedly rooting for you! You can get better even if now it may seem impossible. It truly is. It just takes time, and the mindset. And I know that you are able to pull this off. You're amazing! Time will heal a lot of things, and the rest, human kindness. I know you would get better. Take care, and you would be able to chill in no time. Sending love from other side of the globe ❤❤❤

Wow, thank you.... wow. I had to reread this a few times bc it made me feel so comforted ;-; That's really sweet that you saw my absolute mess of a post coming back, and still followed me just to check up on me 🥺🥺 thank you for telling me! I was so so so scared when I was coming back to tumblr, I had the expectation that nobody had noticed my long unplanned disappearance and that my feelings wouldn't be valid, but I can't believe how wrong I was and literally everybody has stuck by my side thru ALL of it. I'm very touched and it's asks like yours that remind me that it's okay for me to feel kinda messy right now 💕💕

Oh gosh, thank you for liking my art!!!! I haven't drawn consistently in such a long time. Any reminder of the work I once did is so special to me, I can't wait til the day I'm able to draw self ship every week like I used to 🥰✨ I'm sooo so so so flattered you enjoy my artwork!!

I've actually joined an art group/club(?) this week, and even just one session with a group of other artists did wonders for me. I managed to make a full body, fully colored/shaded illustration yesterday when I was in the group!!! It only took me like 3 hours and it was complete!!! And I was so so so proud of myself! It wasn't self ship, it was a gift for one of my coworkers for her upcoming anniversary, but still!! I'm so happy I did it!! That's sooo so so so big for me because the last time I was able to make a fully colored drawing was back in December (unless if you count the one drawing I made where i'm hugging Tricerashot). I haven't even doodled anything in several months, let alone a fully colored drawing, so I'm hoping that consistently attending this group is gonna help me get back into the habit of drawing... also it's extremely helpful for me to be supported by so many nice people in the same room.

You really said it, time and human kindness. I want to believe healing is possible. I notice that I genuinely feel so so so so so much lighter in my heart when I'm spending time with others and remembering that there's so many good ppl in the world. I don't want to be the kind of person that automatically assumes everyone is out to get me, I want to trust my friends wouldn't betray me or have any malicious intentions towards me. I've been hanging out with friends at least twice a week every week in person, and wow it's a huge noticeable positive difference... and of course opening these messages every once in a while and seeing encouragement makes my day as well~ so thank you for believing in me, and rooting for me!!! I can feel your love all the way from over here in my corner of the world! Anon, I am sending you lots of love and hugs and star-shaped wishes!! 🌟✨

tell us what happy moment shaped who you are or gave you strength in difficult times.

I remember I was the light of a lot of people's lives. I got told daily that I was like sunshine. Crazy unpredictable but cared about everyone more than myself. I remember thinking about the world we live in and how a lot of people bring you down or get angry at you for nothing (The man that gets mad about his order in the drive thru that takes too long or the old lady yelling at you about not taking her expired coupons) they're not mad at you. They're mad at themselves. I wanted to do the exact opposite I wanted to make everyone's life for the better and bring them up to be their best selves. I started taking nothing to heart and thinking about them. They are probably never going to see me again. Before I wore my heart on my wrist...that quickly changed. Three different life altering times in my life, I may only be only 22 but I feel like I've lived five lives.

I remember I bought a book of kindness every single day for a year; I made sure to do one of the pages of the book and if I ran out of pages I would look for a 30-day challenge of kindness. I didn't let anybody know but I even got five of my friends for our senior project to do it on humanity. We went down to the homeless shelter and passed out sandwiches that took us hours to make and talked to families. We asked how they got there and what they needed. I completed all those tasks and I understood how hard life can really be in a moment with the wrong people or having not having any support.

Another time I remember I was 15 and a half at the time and I'd barely gotten my license and an owner of a business wanted me to be the face in the front. (I was dating his son at the time and said business partner or dump my son) (I learned personal and business never mix) I left that company for more opportunities. Later on I became a driving instructor at 21 at the same company teaching 1,500 students how to drive in California, probably one of the most impactful things I've done in my life.

In between that job and going back I was a caregiver in 2020 when COVID hit, I was with a lot of elderly and most of them were in hospice only a week or two. I got to hear stories about their entire life, what they regretted, and got to be there even if their family wasn't there; I held their hand until their end of days. This went on for almost a year until my own father passed away in 2020. I couldn't handle anymore death after that.

Every stage of my life has been impactful, important, and beautiful even if I did not see it in that moment.

What gives me strength is knowing that I can be anything that I choose to be. People might think these are far-fetched dreams but they are not. I believe you are who you believe you are, but as long as your actions match up. That is who you are. All the things that I've done have led me to who I am and where I am and I'm pretty happy with that now. Of course there's always room for improvement, but I'm pretty happy.

Everything that you thought was going to break you down will actually build you up. It felt like my world died when my dad died and I felt like I lost myself. This was for 3 years and even though I was helping others, I wasn't helping myself out of the situation. Until I realize nobody's going to come and save me but myself. It is crazy how you can mentally be struggling for so long, your brain can still pull you mentally out of that. That takes a lot of support from others that are positive. You just have to rebuild yourself. Listen to podcasts and things that you want to be and start making daily habits of them until you become the person you want to be again.

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HOLA, MI NOBRE ES AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ Y LES QUIERO CONTAR UNA HISTORIA ...

MY NAME IS AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ 32 Y/O FROM DOMINICAN REPUBLIC. GOING THRU HARRASEMENT, ASSAULT, BULLYING, LIES, BANK FRAUD, IDENTITY THEFT, MANIPULATION, PSYCHIC HARRASED , DISCRIMINATED, FALSED ACCUSED, ALMOST DESTROYED BY THIS GROUP OF INDIVIDUALS USING A SOFTWARE THAT CHANGE THE INFORMATION OF THE ORIGINAL AT THEIR CONVENIENCE. THEY HAVE RECLUTERS THAT BECOME YOUR CIRCLE OF FRIENDS, MANIPULATE YOUR PLEOPLE FOR YOU TO BE LEFT ALONE WITH ONLY PPL FROM THEIR TEAM SO AT THE END THEY SEND YOU TO JAIL, DEPORTED, MENTAL INSTITUTION, PROSTITUTION OR CEMENTERY AFTER THE CRIME. HE TOLD ME THIS HAPPENED TO YAKAIRA VALERIO FOR HER MISS BEHAVIORS AND THAT IT WILL HAPPEN THE SAME TO ME, HE PLAYS W MY MIND SAYING HES A DOCTOR AND ITS FOR THE SMOKE ADICCION THEN CHANGE THE VERSION LAUGHIN AT YOU TREATING YOU LIKE SHIT THAT THIS IS A POLICE TEST TO BECOME AN OFFICER SAYING DONT WORRY WE ALMOST DONE AND LAUGHING AT ME. IN THE MEAN TIME I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF FROM ALL THE SHIT HE SAID. THEN HE CHANGE AGAIN SAYING ITS A TEST TO BECOME ARMY SOLDIER AND MORE. THE THEMATIC : HE USE REALITY WITH LIES COMBINED. HE CAN ISSUE THE CERTIFICATE TO BE A POLICE BUT HE WILL REPLACE YOU (HUMAN TRAFFIC) FOR A SIMILAR PERSON AT HIS PREFERENCE . I AM SO USED TO THE BAD THINGS THAT IM SURE IM READY TO BE SENT OUT TO PROSTITUTION BECAUSE I WONT QUIT SMOKING SO THATS NOT AN OPTION AND AFTER MY SEPARATION AND WITH THE STALKER HARRSSEMENT I BECAME LESBIAN . HE STOLE AROUND 60.000 AS PER LAST MONTHS MATH, IF HE TOOK MY NYS BENEFITS HOUSING FUNDS AND OTHERS THEN MORE THAN 100.000 US DOLLARS FROM MY ACCOUNTS LIKE CITI 1065, BOFA 0864,0035. AFTER HE SENT ME TO A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION FOR PSYCHIC HARRASEMENT FOR ABOUT A YEAR I CAME BACK TO NY AND STARTED WORK BUT HAD TO TAKE A BREAK AGAIN ON APRIL AFTER MY DAYS OFF DUE TO COVID19. SO I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS, SHORT TERMN DISABILITY BNEFITS AND HE BLOCKED ME AND STOP ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A ROFESIONAL HACKER AND SINCE ITS A TEAM THEY HAVE PPLENTY OF SKILLS. DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN AND HIS LAST NAME IS RELATED TO WILLIAM CURRY HIS UNCLE THEY SAID. HE CONTROL EVERYONE BECAUSE OF HIS PSYCHIC SKILLS AND THEY HAVE MOVE TO MANY CITIES BECAUSE THEY DO THID EVERY WHERER THEY GO. SIMILAR CASES AT EACH CITI. HE PLAYED ME 11 YRS COUNTIN THIS ONE , MAKING ME DO A LOT OF THINGS YEAR BY YEAR BECAUSE I WAS INNOCENT AND BEING MANIPULATED WITH LIES TELLING ME THAT YAKAIRA VALERIO WAS COMING TO GET ME BC SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME AS WELL. THAT HE KNEW I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I LIKE HER THE LAST DAY I SAW HER WICH IS TRUE THAT WAS ON MY MIND, SO FOR SOME REASON HE CAN READ MY MIND. EVERY YEAR HE USED TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT TELLING ME OH NO YOU LOOSE SHE IS TAKING YORDY WITH HER BECAUSE YOUR DUMB, BECAUSE YOU SMOKE, BECAUSE SHE DONT LIKE WOMEN, BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO SLOW, AND MANY MORE DESILUSIONS, FRUSTRATIONS AND WEIRD FEELINGS CAME TO ME THAT THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM:

I AM GOING TO FOLLOW YOUR ORDERS LIKE " GO TO THIS HOTEL YAKAIRA IS THERE" OPEN THAT ROOM SHE IS WAITING FOR YOU" . I DONT BELIEVE ON A PSYCHIC VOICE OF COURSE NOT BUT THEN THIS FEMALE VERSION USED TO TELL ME AMBAR HELP , THEY SENT ME FOR PROSTITUTION, HELP ME THEY TOOK ME TO THIS STREET I THINK, HELP ME AMBAR.. SO SINCE THEY I AM HUMAN I FELT BAD FOR THE FEMALE VOICE WICH STATED IT WAS YAKAIRA SO I STARTED CALLING 911 BECAUSE WHAT IF SHE IS DETH AND CANT TALK AND ONLY COMUNICATE HERSELF PSYCHIC MENTAL SO THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM : I WILL DO IT FOR THE LAST TIME BUT TELL YAKAIRA SHE WONT PLAY WITH MY FEELINGS NO MORE. SOME OF THEM SAY SHE PASSED AWAY AND THEY EVEN TOOK ME TO THE PIER TO A "MEMORIAL " IN THE WATER (THATS WHY I INVOLVE COAST GUARD WEEKS AGO).

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I know it’s a bit confusing because since I am still going thru this situation I want to explain everything together and fast. That’s why I made this blog. To listen to your opinion and suggestions. I want you to know what will you do if this happens to you and or your mother/sister/friend or anyone you will help. Tag any person or institution you think will listen to me and will get their own opinion out of this situation. At this point I don’t need a group of therapy, I need a person who believes in me, someone willing to make the person pay me back what he took from my bank accounts and someone that help me get like a lawyer for me to get my US benefits that I deserve as a us citizen that paid taxes for more than 10 years and now and being temporary disable approved by sedgwick thru jetblue until sept is when I needed them the most specially after the stalker sent me to DR to a mental health institution for about a year without an income in my country I came back broke. The only way to get back on track counting on myself only its getting a shelter (wich he is making it impossible and it’s a free room basically first benefit) that way I don’t pay rent get a citi bike or metrocard from FAIRS ( another benefit from the city) getting food stamps SNAP ( 3rd benefit form the city that I deserve and I am not getting because of him) with this I can perfectly be mindfully in peace and will be ready to go back to work and maybe not normal activities right away because it was a lot of bullying and I am ashamed he bulled me a lot with a lot of things but at least working and living like a human like me that always put myself of others shoes deserve. I ve always been independent. I count on myself only. I don’t expect things from others I used to have this person I call an angel that used to pay everything for me without having sex. A lot of people judge about this matter but how obsessed can someone become without sex? Without a kiss with the thonge inside? Also 9 years ago I used to live in the heights and someone advise the guy I like girls and I admit it and this was when I use to live in hillside ave. How obsessed can someone that knew all this can be? Specially when months ago he told me it wasn’t cheating because girls don’t have dicks. Who is capable of making such a drama pretending to be this guy just to judge me and bother me? I am the type of person that don’t call no one. Sergio Tobar, my bamby, used to be my #1 and I barely called him. I get the news at home always and that’s when I say what I think to people. Unfortunately I am m super honest and I say straight up what I think and people don’t like this. I don’t care what others think about peoples appearance if I want to say hi to you because I think you are a good person I will call you even if “the group” doesn’t like it.

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HOLA, MI NOBRE ES AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ Y LES QUIERO CONTAR UNA HISTORIA ...

MY NAME IS AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ 32 Y/O FROM DOMINICAN REPUBLIC. GOING THRU HARRASEMENT, ASSAULT, BULLYING, LIES, BANK FRAUD, IDENTITY THEFT, MANIPULATION, PSYCHIC HARRASED , DISCRIMINATED, FALSED ACCUSED, ALMOST DESTROYED BY THIS GROUP OF INDIVIDUALS USING A SOFTWARE THAT CHANGE THE INFORMATION OF THE ORIGINAL AT THEIR CONVENIENCE. THEY HAVE RECLUTERS ( WHOEVER IS IN CHARGE OF GET TO KNOW YOU, BECOME YOUR FRIEND TO THAN STAB U FROM THER BACK) THAT BECOME YOUR CIRCLE OF FRIENDS, MANIPULATE YOUR PLEOPLE FOR YOU TO BE LEFT ALONE WITH ONLY PPL FROM THEIR TEAM SO AT THE END THEY SEND YOU TO JAIL, DEPORTED, MENTAL INSTITUTION, PROSTITUTION OR CEMENTERY AFTER THE CRIME.

HE TOLD ME THIS HAPPENED TO YAKAIRA VALERIO FOR HER MISS BEHAVIORS AND THAT IT WILL HAPPEN THE SAME TO ME, HE PLAYS W MY MIND SAYING HES A DOCTOR AND ITS FOR THE SMOKE ADICCION THEN CHANGE THE VERSION LAUGHIN AT YOU TREATING YOU LIKE SHIT THAT THIS IS A POLICE TEST TO BECOME AN OFFICER SAYING DONT WORRY WE ALMOST DONE AND LAUGHING AT ME. IN THE MEAN TIME I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF FROM ALL THE SHIT HE SAID. THEN HE CHANGE AGAIN SAYING ITS A TEST TO BECOME ARMY SOLDIER AND MORE. THE THEMATIC : HE USE REALITY WITH LIES COMBINED. HE CAN ISSUE THE CERTIFICATE TO BE A POLICE BUT HE WILL REPLACE YOU (HUMAN TRAFFIC) FOR A SIMILAR PERSON AT HIS PREFERENCE .

I AM SO USED TO THE BAD THINGS THAT IM SURE IM READY TO BE SENT OUT TO PROSTITUTION BECAUSE I WONT QUIT SMOKING SO THATS NOT AN OPTION AND AFTER MY SEPARATION AND WITH THE STALKER HARRSSEMENT I BECAME LESBIAN . HE STOLE AROUND 60.000 AS PER LAST MONTHS MATH, IF HE TOOK MY NYS BENEFITS HOUSING FUNDS AND OTHERS THEN MORE THAN 100.000 US DOLLARS FROM MY ACCOUNTS LIKE CITI 1065, BOFA 0864,0035. AFTER HE SENT ME TO A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION FOR PSYCHIC HARRASEMENT FOR ABOUT A YEAR I CAME BACK TO NY AND STARTED WORK BUT HAD TO TAKE A BREAK AGAIN ON APRIL AFTER MY DAYS OFF DUE TO COVID19. SO I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS, SHORT TERMN DISABILITY BNEFITS AND HE BLOCKED ME AND STOP ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A ROFESIONAL HACKER AND SINCE ITS A TEAM THEY HAVE PPLENTY OF SKILLS. DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN AND HIS LAST NAME IS RELATED TO WILLIAM CURRY HIS UNCLE THEY SAID. HE CONTROL EVERYONE BECAUSE OF HIS PSYCHIC SKILLS AND THEY HAVE MOVE TO MANY CITIES BECAUSE THEY DO THID EVERY WHERER THEY GO. SIMILAR CASES AT EACH CITI. HE PLAYED ME 11 YRS COUNTIN THIS ONE , MAKING ME DO A LOT OF THINGS YEAR BY YEAR BECAUSE I WAS INNOCENT AND BEING MANIPULATED WITH LIES TELLING ME THAT YAKAIRA VALERIO WAS COMING TO GET ME BC SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME AS WELL. THAT HE KNEW I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I LIKE HER THE LAST DAY I SAW HER WICH IS TRUE THAT WAS ON MY MIND, SO FOR SOME REASON HE CAN READ MY MIND. EVERY YEAR HE USED TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT TELLING ME OH NO YOU LOOSE SHE IS TAKING YORDY WITH HER BECAUSE YOUR DUMB, BECAUSE YOU SMOKE, BECAUSE SHE DONT LIKE WOMEN, BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO SLOW, AND MANY MORE DESILUSIONS, FRUSTRATIONS AND WEIRD FEELINGS CAME TO ME THAT THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM:

I AM GOING TO FOLLOW YOUR ORDERS LIKE " GO TO THIS HOTEL YAKAIRA IS THERE" OPEN THAT ROOM SHE IS WAITING FOR YOU" . I DONT BELIEVE ON A PSYCHIC VOICE OF COURSE NOT BUT THEN THIS FEMALE VERSION USED TO TELL ME AMBAR HELP , THEY SENT ME FOR PROSTITUTION, HELP ME THEY TOOK ME TO THIS STREET I THINK, HELP ME AMBAR.. SO SINCE THEY I AM HUMAN I FELT BAD FOR THE FEMALE VOICE WICH STATED IT WAS YAKAIRA SO I STARTED CALLING 911 BECAUSE WHAT IF SHE IS DETH AND CANT TALK AND ONLY COMUNICATE HERSELF PSYCHIC MENTAL SO THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM : I WILL DO IT FOR THE LAST TIME BUT TELL YAKAIRA SHE WONT PLAY WITH MY FEELINGS NO MORE. SOME OF THEM SAY SHE PASSED AWAY AND THEY EVEN TOOK ME TO THE PIER TO A "MEMORIAL " IN THE WATER (THATS WHY I INVOLVE COAST GUARD WEEKS AGO).

I know it’s a bit confusing because since I am still going thru this situation I want to explain everything together and fast. That’s why I made this blog. To listen to your opinion and suggestions. I want you to know what will you do if this happens to you and or your mother/sister/friend or anyone you will help. Tag any person or institution you think will listen to me and will get their own opinion out of this situation. At this point I don’t need a group of therapy, I need a person who believes in me, someone willing to make the person pay me back what he took from my bank accounts and someone that help me get like a lawyer for me to get my US benefits that I deserve as a us citizen that paid taxes for more than 10 years and now and being temporary disable approved by sedgwick thru jetblue until sept is when I needed them the most specially after the stalker sent me to DR to a mental health institution for about a year without an income in my country I came back broke. The only way to get back on track counting on myself only its getting a shelter (wich he is making it impossible and it’s a free room basically first benefit) that way I don’t pay rent get a citi bike or metrocard from FAIRS ( another benefit from the city) getting food stamps SNAP ( 3rd benefit form the city that I deserve and I am not getting because of him) with this I can perfectly be mindfully in peace and will be ready to go back to work and maybe not normal activities right away because it was a lot of bullying and I am ashamed he bulled me a lot with a lot of things but at least working and living like a human like me that always put myself of others shoes deserve. I ve always been independent. I count on myself only. I don’t expect things from others I used to have this person I call an angel that used to pay everything for me without having sex. A lot of people judge about this matter but how obsessed can someone become without sex? Without a kiss with the thonge inside? Also 9 years ago I used to live in the heights and someone advise the guy I like girls and I admit it and this was when I use to live in hillside ave. How obsessed can someone that knew all this can be? Specially when months ago he told me it wasn’t cheating because girls don’t have dicks. Who is capable of making such a drama pretending to be this guy just to judge me and bother me? I am the type of person that don’t call no one. Sergio Tobar, my bamby, used to be my #1 and I barely called him. I get the news at home always and that’s when I say what I think to people. Unfortunately I am m super honest and I say straight up what I think and people don’t like this. I don’t care what others think about peoples appearance if I want to say hi to you because I think you are a good person I will call you even if “the group” doesn’t like it.

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Hoy 09/03/2022 fue un dia horrible. Mi cellular se dano por culpa del maniatico bastarde acosador.  La gente me dira “ Pero porque por culpa de el? “

Cuando hablamos de la reaccionn que toma un ser humano hacia para con otro tenemos que entender y analizar que esta reaccion se produce por una accion  de la otra persona. En este caso Cuando llevo mas de 2 anos diciendole a mi familia que me hackean y empezo en el 7910 35th ave 6H que era mi casa y mi sospechosos son un grupito de el edificio principales Romero Cristian/ Juan , Daniel Ribeiro, YasiKov y el flaco de la mani , 5B. He ido al precinto, los ecuatorianos del gordito de la esquina y muchisimos que  anexo a este blog seguire  anadiendo.  Entonces teniendo en cuenta de que estan abrumando Psiquicamente, ciberneticamente, fisicamente pero lo mas complicado  y el delito mayor entre lo que me hicieron estas personas es limitar mis pensamientos, mi conducta, hacerme perder el tiempo, perjudicar seres queridos y otros no tan queridos entonces si analizamos todo junto ya hoy 09/02/2022 kiero que se muera sin remordimientos alguno o quisiera que me mate sin remordimiento. YO NO ME KIERO MORIR LITERAL QUE NO,  pero como estoy cansada de el prefiero ahora meterme mas en la boca del lobo para ver si logro q me maten. Descubri SPA algunos con prostitucion otros no, descubri locales o apartamentos de personas muertas/ deportadas o en centro de salud mental (lo que quieren hacer conmigo ahorita les cuento mas ) que ellos utilizan para poner sus negocios, viviendas y demas cambiandole con  el mismo software que mensione cuando empece este blog  el nombre del muerto por el de ellos. En un CLICK ellos te hacen dueno de cualquier compania. ( Luego detallare datos de el software porque lo amenace diciendole que voy a asegurarme de comunicarme con los presidentes de todos los paises  del mundo para avisar que este team quiere reemplazar  el gobierno , osea es una amenaza para todas las empresas y las personas del mundo. El entra a CUALQUIER EMPRESA. En jetblue me robo un buddy pass y yo envie a un email a steele y 3 personas mas al lado de Indira Hutchins mi supervisora que me aconsejo a quien enviar dicho correo advirtiendole a la compania que tengo un stalker, hice reporte en la policia que el me aseguro que borraria del Sistema de ellos tambien ( AMENAZA PUBLICA)  si era capaz de robar un buddy pass, era capaz de todo!! Despues se burlaba de mi diciendome que todos tenian apartamento ya con el dinero de ADA de cada persona o con la voz de algunos de mis companeros con su software de 16 pianos que hacen sonido o con mis companeros de verdad que algunos se que si estan involucrados por su mejoria drastica y extrema en corto tiempo lol .

El plan es como dije separate de los que te quieren pa que el y los suyos que no te quieren sean tu circulo. La estrategia es ser honesto y explicarles con la verdad, asi es la unica forma que he logrado un major trato en  algunos de sus companeros.

Hoy en la farmacia elegi 3 articulos los cuales me cobraron 3 veces 1 redbull , 1 vez proteina, 1 vez leggings. Al y over que me cobraron extra por los redbull coji mis 3 items y le dije al tipo que me iba, que hiciera un void en el leggings por querer ser vivos y cobrar 3 veces, A MI,  que tengo anos perdiendo mierdas viviendo esto. Entonces salir y cuando iba saliendo el Manager del CVS Steinway Astoria 11103 me golpeo para asi arrebatarme la bolsa y los articulos calleron al suelo y no me los entrego ni me devolvio a mi tarjeta los fondos. Llame la policia y aca tengo un video que quiero anexar a esto donde grabe la conversacion los con oficiales que no defendieron los derechos humanos en este caso , esto si el hacker acosador me deja porque desde  que vio el blog, el borra pedazos de las cosas que digo para q no salga entera la historia. Con esto pido a gritos un llamado a los conocidos que sepan de hacker a ver si me  ayyudan con este individuo por favor!!!!!!::

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You and me, ma kota

Neteyam Sully x human/Omaticaya reader

Summary: You were a girl with no family, just racing. When you get a job offer to help kill Toruk Makto. Accepting it wasn't as easy as you thought. What will happen on Pandora?

Pairing: Neteyam x Human/Omaticaya Reader

Word count:67 words(just for rn)

Warnings: a lil cursing

"Falling just as hard, I'd rather lose somebody than use somebody"

Part 1

"HEY KOTA! Your turn." My director Ivian says, as I finished gearing up. People called me Kota because it was the name of my car. I've won 50 races in this car. It was everything I truly cared about. I didn't have anyone. My parents died, when I was younger. I have no memory or no picture of them in my brain. And friends, never had them.

"Ok, I'm out. Wish me luck." I say as I run to my car.

"Take the lord with you ma, and good luck." My director says. We exchange looks and I get in my car. I did a silent prayer, now on with the race.

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As I rolled my car up after the race, hearing the crowd go wild for me. It felt good but felt as this was the last time, I would be hearing this. Nearby fans, my team, and my director all hug and congratulate me. This felt good.

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As the night came, I was hanging in the racing studio office with my director. As we normally did after the races. I would consider Ivian a friend, but she was older and had her own life outside of work. A husband, kids, responsibilities, love. Everything I didn't have.

"So last race?" Ivian asked looking at me like she knew the answer.

"Well, N-." I started to speak as my phone rang.

It read "Unknown". I looked at Ivian then back at the phone once I realized she was turn around, packing up.

I answered it.

"Hello." I said.

"Is this Dakota Bourda?" The man on the line says. I was curious to how he knew my name.

"Yes, this is she" I flinch as he said my government name. This felt like getting a call from someone like you were in trouble.

"Well, my name is Colonel from pandora, I normally talk about this in person, but we will get more time in pandora. I want to offer you a job for 1 Million dollars. This probably sounds like a scam, but I'm serious. I've read over your files and your information. Racing huh?" He said. As I was going to respond to him, he cut me off again.

"You've also been in the military, and your single, 21, no kids. We think you're a perfect match for this job." he finished.

"Well thanks but may I ask what the job is sir."

"We want you to help execute Toruk Makto" he said.

As he said that I knew exactly who he was talking about. As thoughts ran thru my mind. I looked around to see that Ivian had already left. I grab my purse, keys and walked to my car as I talked.

"Are you serious, the man that betrayed you and became Na'vi. This is crazy but I'll have to-" I stopped really thinking if I should pass this up or not.

"Can you give me a day to think about this." I asked the man on the phone.

"Yes but only a day, I'm a man of my word. If you help kill Jake Sully, I might just raise the price, but my word was 1 million. I'll call you in 2 days." he finished, then the phone hung up.

I put my phone down and rested my face in my hands. This couldn't be real. If so, should I do it. That was racing thru my mind as I drove home.

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When I arrived home, I rushed to get inside. I put my keys, purse, and shoes all by the door. I flopped on the couch, and kicked my legs on the coffee table. I needed to think this thru. Was I going to say no and miss out on 1 MILLION DOLLARS or was I going kill jake sully and get maybe more than what's promised.

I loved where I was in life, even though it was lonely. I didn't feel any pain. I would go to work and come home. Eat, tend to myself then repeat. The same thing over and over again. Was I happy?

Before bed, I called Ivian and asked what she thought about the job offer. Even though I didn't tell her what the job offer was, her words helped.

"Dont miss out on this if it feels like this could change your life for the better, who knows you might get more than what was promised."

Her word stayed in my head all night.

"Fuck it."

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Thanks for reading. This isn't my first story, but I am new to this so. I hope you enjoy.

Sorry its short BTW.

PARTE 1

Parte 1 sin arreglar ortografia

#HUMANRIGHTS #HELP #DEFENDIENDOMESOLAHPT #YOPUEDOCONESTOYMAS #WARRIOR #QUEENOFLOVE #LAMALDITAPIPERA

HOLA, MI NOBRE ES AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ Y LES QUIERO CONTAR UNA HISTORIA ...

MY NAME IS AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ 32 Y/O FROM DOMINICAN REPUBLIC. GOING THRU HARRASEMENT, ASSAULT, BULLYING, LIES, BANK FRAUD, IDENTITY THEFT, MANIPULATION, PSYCHIC HARRASED , DISCRIMINATED, FALSED ACCUSED, ALMOST DESTROYED BY THIS GROUP OF INDIVIDUALS USING A SOFTWARE THAT CHANGE THE INFORMATION OF THE ORIGINAL AT THEIR CONVENIENCE. THEY HAVE RECLUTERS THAT BECOME YOUR CIRCLE OF FRIENDS, MANIPULATE YOUR PLEOPLE FOR YOU TO BE LEFT ALONE WITH ONLY PPL FROM THEIR TEAM SO AT THE END THEY SEND YOU TO JAIL, DEPORTED, MENTAL INSTITUTION, PROSTITUTION OR CEMENTERY AFTER THE CRIME. HE TOLD ME THIS HAPPENED TO YAKAIRA VALERIO FOR HER MISS BEHAVIORS AND THAT IT WILL HAPPEN THE SAME TO ME, HE PLAYS W MY MIND SAYING HES A DOCTOR AND ITS FOR THE SMOKE ADICCION THEN CHANGE THE VERSION LAUGHIN AT YOU TREATING YOU LIKE SHIT THAT THIS IS A POLICE TEST TO BECOME AN OFFICER SAYING DONT WORRY WE ALMOST DONE AND LAUGHING AT ME. IN THE MEAN TIME I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF FROM ALL THE SHIT HE SAID. THEN HE CHANGE AGAIN SAYING ITS A TEST TO BECOME ARMY SOLDIER AND MORE. THE THEMATIC : HE USE REALITY WITH LIES COMBINED. HE CAN ISSUE THE CERTIFICATE TO BE A POLICE BUT HE WILL REPLACE YOU (HUMAN TRAFFIC) FOR A SIMILAR PERSON AT HIS PREFERENCE . I AM SO USED TO THE BAD THINGS THAT IM SURE IM READY TO BE SENT OUT TO PROSTITUTION BECAUSE I WONT QUIT SMOKING SO THATS NOT AN OPTION AND AFTER MY SEPARATION AND WITH THE STALKER HARRSSEMENT I BECAME LESBIAN . HE STOLE AROUND 60.000 AS PER LAST MONTHS MATH, IF HE TOOK MY NYS BENEFITS HOUSING FUNDS AND OTHERS THEN MORE THAN 100.000 US DOLLARS FROM MY ACCOUNTS LIKE CITI 1065, BOFA 0864,0035. AFTER HE SENT ME TO A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION FOR PSYCHIC HARRASEMENT FOR ABOUT A YEAR I CAME BACK TO NY AND STARTED WORK BUT HAD TO TAKE A BREAK AGAIN ON APRIL AFTER MY DAYS OFF DUE TO COVID19. SO I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS, SHORT TERMN DISABILITY BNEFITS AND HE BLOCKED ME AND STOP ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A ROFESIONAL HACKER AND SINCE ITS A TEAM THEY HAVE PPLENTY OF SKILLS. DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN AND HIS LAST NAME IS RELATED TO WILLIAM CURRY HIS UNCLE THEY SAID. HE CONTROL EVERYONE BECAUSE OF HIS PSYCHIC SKILLS AND THEY HAVE MOVE TO MANY CITIES BECAUSE THEY DO THID EVERY WHERER THEY GO. SIMILAR CASES AT EACH CITI. HE PLAYED ME 11 YRS COUNTIN THIS ONE , MAKING ME DO A LOT OF THINGS YEAR BY YEAR BECAUSE I WAS INNOCENT AND BEING MANIPULATED WITH LIES TELLING ME THAT YAKAIRA VALERIO WAS COMING TO GET ME BC SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME AS WELL. THAT HE KNEW I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I LIKE HER THE LAST DAY I SAW HER WICH IS TRUE THAT WAS ON MY MIND, SO FOR SOME REASON HE CAN READ MY MIND. EVERY YEAR HE USED TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT TELLING ME OH NO YOU LOOSE SHE IS TAKING YORDY WITH HER BECAUSE YOUR DUMB, BECAUSE YOU SMOKE, BECAUSE SHE DONT LIKE WOMEN, BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO SLOW, AND MANY MORE DESILUSIONS, FRUSTRATIONS AND WEIRD FEELINGS CAME TO ME THAT THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM:

I AM GOING TO FOLLOW YOUR ORDERS LIKE " GO TO THIS HOTEL YAKAIRA IS THERE" OPEN THAT ROOM SHE IS WAITING FOR YOU" . I DONT BELIEVE ON A PSYCHIC VOICE OF COURSE NOT BUT THEN THIS FEMALE VERSION USED TO TELL ME AMBAR HELP , THEY SENT ME FOR PROSTITUTION, HELP ME THEY TOOK ME TO THIS STREET I THINK, HELP ME AMBAR.. SO SINCE THEY I AM HUMAN I FELT BAD FOR THE FEMALE VOICE WICH STATED IT WAS YAKAIRA SO I STARTED CALLING 911 BECAUSE WHAT IF SHE IS DETH AND CANT TALK AND ONLY COMUNICATE HERSELF PSYCHIC MENTAL SO THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM : I WILL DO IT FOR THE LAST TIME BUT TELL YAKAIRA SHE WONT PLAY WITH MY FEELINGS NO MORE. SOME OF THEM SAY SHE PASSED AWAY AND THEY EVEN TOOK ME TO THE PIER TO A "MEMORIAL " IN THE WATER (THATS WHY I INVOLVE COAST GUARD WEEKS AGO).

Ambar Lucia Dominguez Diaz

BLOG: noseriayoblogbyambardominguez “ la pipera”

I know it’s a bit confusing because since I am still going thru this situation I want to explain everything together and fast. That’s why I made this blog. To listen to your opinion and suggestions. I want you to know what will you do if this happens to you and or your mother/sister/friend or anyone you will help. Tag any person or institution you think will listen to me and will get their own opinion out of this situation. At this point I don’t need a group of therapy, I need a person who believes in me, someone willing to make the person pay me back what he took from my bank accounts and someone that help me get like a lawyer for me to get my US benefits that I deserve as a us citizen that paid taxes for more than 10 years and now and being temporary disable approved by sedgwick thru jetblue until sept is when I needed them the most specially after the stalker sent me to DR to a mental health institution for about a year without an income in my country I came back broke. The only way to get back on track counting on myself only its getting a shelter (wich he is making it impossible and it’s a free room basically first benefit) that way I don’t pay rent get a citi bike or metrocard from FAIRS ( another benefit from the city) getting food stamps SNAP ( 3rd benefit form the city that I deserve and I am not getting because of him) with this I can perfectly be mindfully in peace and will be ready to go back to work and maybe not normal activities right away because it was a lot of bullying and I am ashamed he bulled me a lot with a lot of things but at least working and living like a human like me that always put myself of others shoes deserve. I ve always been independent. I count on myself only. I don’t expect things from others I used to have this person I call an angel that used to pay everything for me without having sex. A lot of people judge about this matter but how obsessed can someone become without sex? Without a kiss with the thonge inside? Also 9 years ago I used to live in the heights and someone advise the guy I like girls and I admit it and this was when I use to live in hillside ave. How obsessed can someone that knew all this can be? Specially when months ago he told me it wasn’t cheating because girls don’t have dicks. Who is capable of making such a drama pretending to be this guy just to judge me and bother me? I am the type of person that don’t call no one. Sergio Tobar, my bamby, used to be my #1 and I barely called him. I get the news at home always and that’s when I say what I think to people. Unfortunately I am m super honest and I say straight up what I think and people don’t like this. I don’t care what others think about peoples appearance if I want to say hi to you because I think you are a good person I will call you even if “the group” doesn’t like it.

MY NAME IS AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ. Im a  32 Y/O FROM DOMINICAN REPUBLIC AND ITS GOING THRU HARRASEMENT, ASSAULT, BULLYING, LIES, BANK FRAUD, IDENTITY THEFT, MANIPULATION, PSYCHIC HARRASED , DISCRIMINATED, FALSED ACCUSED, ALMOST DESTROYED BY THIS GROUP OF INDIVIDUALS USING A SOFTWARE.

THIS TWO SOFTWARES, THE PIANOS WHERE U CAN MODIFY THE SOUNDS AND GLOBALSIGN  THAT CHANGEsTHE INFORMATION from THE ORIGINAL AT THEIR CONVENIENCE. THEY HAVE RECLUTERS ( WHOEVER IS IN CHARGE OF GET TO KNOW YOU, BECOME YOUR FRIEND TO THAN STAB U FROM THER BACK) THAT BECOME YOUR CIRCLE OF FRIENDS, MANIPULATE YOUR PLEOPLE FOR YOU TO BE LEFT ALONE WITH ONLY PPL FROM THEIR TEAM SO AT THE END THEY SEND YOU TO JAIL, DEPORTED, MENTAL INSTITUTION, PROSTITUTION OR CEMENTERY AFTER THE CRIME.

HE TOLD ME THIS HAPPENED TO YAKAIRA VALERIO FOR HER MISS BEHAVIORS AND THAT IT WILL HAPPEN THE SAME TO ME, HE PLAYS W MY MIND SAYING HES A DOCTOR AND ITS FOR THE SMOKE ADICCION THEN CHANGE THE VERSION LAUGHIN AT YOU TREATING YOU LIKE SHIT THAT THIS IS A POLICE TEST TO BECOME AN OFFICER SAYING DONT WORRY WE ALMOST DONE AND LAUGHING AT ME. IN THE MEAN TIME I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF FROM ALL THE SHIT HE SAID. THEN HE CHANGE AGAIN SAYING ITS A TEST TO BECOME ARMY SOLDIER AND MORE. THE THEMATIC : HE USE REALITY WITH LIES COMBINED. HE CAN ISSUE THE CERTIFICATE TO BE A POLICE BUT HE WILL REPLACE YOU (HUMAN TRAFFIC) FOR A SIMILAR PERSON AT HIS PREFERENCE .

I AM SO USED TO THE BAD THINGS THAT IM SURE IM READY TO BE SENT OUT TO PROSTITUTION BECAUSE I WONT QUIT SMOKING SO THATS NOT AN OPTION AND AFTER MY SEPARATION AND WITH THE STALKER HARRSSEMENT I BECAME LESBIAN . HE STOLE AROUND 60.000 AS PER LAST MONTHS MATH, IF HE TOOK MY NYS BENEFITS HOUSING FUNDS AND OTHERS THEN MORE THAN 100.000 US DOLLARS FROM MY ACCOUNTS LIKE CITI 1065, BOFA 0864,0035. AFTER HE SENT ME TO A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION FOR PSYCHIC HARRASEMENT FOR ABOUT A YEAR I CAME BACK TO NY AND STARTED WORK BUT HAD TO TAKE A BREAK AGAIN ON APRIL AFTER MY DAYS OFF DUE TO COV0ID19. SO I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS, SHORT TERMN DISABILITY BNEFITS AND HE BLOCKED ME AND STOP ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A ROFESIONAL HACKER AND SINCE ITS A TEAM THEY HAVE PPLENTY OF SKILLS. DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN AND HIS LAST NAME IS RELATED TO WILLIAM CURRY HIS UNCLE THEY SAID. HE CONTROL EVERYONE BECAUSE OF HIS PSYCHIC SKILLS AND THEY HAVE MOVE TO MANY CITIES BECAUSE THEY DO THID EVERY WHERER THEY GO. SIMILAR CASES AT EACH CITI. HE PLAYED ME 11 YRS COUNTIN THIS ONE , MAKING ME DO A LOT OF THINGS YEAR BY YEAR BECAUSE I WAS INNOCENT AND BEING MANIPULATED WITH LIES TELLING ME THAT YAKAIRA VALERIO WAS COMING TO GET ME BC SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME AS WELL. THAT HE KNEW I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I LIKE HER THE LAST DAY I SAW HER WICH IS TRUE THAT WAS ON MY MIND, SO FOR SOME REASON HE CAN READ MY MIND. EVERY YEAR HE USED TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT TELLING ME OH NO YOU LOOSE SHE IS TAKING YORDY WITH HER BECAUSE YOUR DUMB, BECAUSE YOU SMOKE, BECAUSE SHE DONT LIKE WOMEN, BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO SLOW, AND MANY MORE DESILUSIONS, FRUSTRATIONS AND WEIRD FEELINGS CAME TO ME THAT THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM:

I AM GOING TO FOLLOW YOUR ORDERS LIKE “ GO TO THIS HOTEL YAKAIRA IS THERE” OPEN THAT ROOM SHE IS WAITING FOR YOU" . I DONT BELIEVE ON A PSYCHIC VOICE OF COURSE NOT BUT THEN THIS FEMALE VERSION USED TO TELL ME AMBAR HELP , THEY SENT ME FOR PROSTITUTION, HELP ME THEY TOOK ME TO THIS STREET I THINK, HELP ME AMBAR.. SO SINCE THEY I AM HUMAN I FELT BAD FOR THE FEMALE VOICE WICH STATED IT WAS YAKAIRA SO I STARTED CALLING 911 BECAUSE WHAT IF SHE IS DETH AND CANT TALK AND ONLY COMUNICATE HERSELF PSYCHIC MENTAL SO THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM : I WILL DO IT FOR THE LAST TIME BUT TELL YAKAIRA SHE WONT PLAY WITH MY FEELINGS NO MORE. SOME OF THEM SAY SHE PASSED AWAY AND THEY EVEN TOOK ME TO THE PIER TO A “MEMORIAL ” IN THE WATER (THATS WHY I INVOLVE COAST GUARD WEEKS AGO).

THE GROUP TREATED ME LIKE SHIT FOR A LONG TIME. THREY USED TO TELL ME : ASCO KATHY , ASCO” ��MIRATE LAS CELULITIS” ” TU TIENES EL TOTO DEFORME” “MIRATE, TU CREES QUE ASI MAGNOLIA TE VA A HACER CASO TAN GORDA?” WHEN I WAS EATING ATTACKING ME BY SAYING EMBARRASSING SITUATIONS IVE LIVED, ONE TIME I SAID ” DEJENME COMER COMER TRANQUILA PLS” “NO PODEMOS, QUERIDA NO QUIERE QUE TU COMAS TRANQUILA”. ELLA ERA CAPAZ DE SENTIR POR MI Y SI TENIA UN GAS DECIA” YAKAIRA AMBAR TIENE UN GAS” THATS ONE OF THE LIMITATIONS THAT HE PRODUCED ACTING LIKE THAT. AT NIGHT THEIR MISSION WAS TO NOT LET ME SLEEP BY TELLING ME THINGS TO MAKE MY HEART BEAT FASTER AND MAKE MY ADRENALINE GO UP TO KEEP ME AWAKE.

THIS WAS NONSTOP 24/7 EVEN IN DR FOR DURING ALMOST A YEAR I WAS THERE ON A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION AS A CONSEQUENCE OF HIS TORTURE. THE FEMALE VOICE DIDNT HELP. SHE TELLS ME ( BECAUSE SHE STILL BOTHER ME) ” AMBAR YAKAIRA ESTA AFUERA, SAL” Y YO IBA Y SALIA, “AMBAR ABRE QUE LLEGO YAKAIRA”, “YAKAIRA DICE K PASE P[OR SU CASA Y ME DA UN ADDRESS”, ETC. WHEN HE CHANGE THE STORY AGAIN AND SAID QUE ERA UNA ”TORTURA CHINA ” THE NAME ACTUALLY MATCHES WITH REALITY. THEN THAT ITS A MENTAL ARMY TEST TO BECOME AN ARMY SOLDIER.

THE THEMATIC : HE USE REALITY WITH LIES COMBINED. HE CAN ISSUE THE CERTIFICATE TO BE A POLICE BUT HE WILL REPLACE YOU (HUMAN TRAFFIC) FOR A SIMILAR PERSON AT HIS PREFERENCE . I AM SO USED TO THE BAD THINGS THAT IM SURE IM READY TO BE SENT OUT TO PROSTITUTION OR A WAR BECAUSE I WONT QUIT SMOKING I HAVE MY RIGHTS AS A HUMAN SO THATS NOT AN OPTION PERIOD.

THIS INDIVIDUAL/GRP STOLE FROM MY ACCOUNTS CITI AND BOFA AROUND 60.000 (AS PER LAST MONTHS MATH). HE STOLE OR CANCELLED WITHOUT MY CONSENT MY NYS BENEFITS HOUSING FUNDS, SNAP, FAIRS, MEDICAID, ERAP AND OTHERS. ADDING THIS, IVE LOST MORE THAN 100,000$ USD. MOST IMPORTANT ACCOUNTS: CITI 1065, BOFA 0864, 0035 W KEVIN MY EX HUSBAND.

I TRIED TO REOCATE IN MIA BUT HE MADE THIS IMPOSSIBLE AND SENT ME TO A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION FOR ALL THIS PSYCHIC HARRASEMENT FOR YEARS. THIS ITS SO HARD TO EXPLAIN THAT BECAUSE I SMOKE PEOPLE THINK ITS SCHIZOPHRENIA BUT 1. THATS NO 5-3 THE DEFINITION OF THE WORD AND 2. I HAVE PSYCHIC KIND OF FRIENDS ALREADY. ALMOST A YEAR LATER I CAME BACK TO NY AND STARTED WORK. I FELT A LIL BREAK FROM JAN-MARCH. MY ROUTINE WAS TAKING THE TRAIN FROM THE HEIGHTS TO JFK, FEEDING MY DOG, CLEANING MY ROOM, (ALL THIS WHILE SMOKING), PAINTING CANVAS, SINGING, SOMETIMES HANGING OUT AT THE PARK BUT SINCE HE NEVER STOPPED I GOT AGGRAVATED W TE ROUTINE PLUS THEIR PRESSURE SO I DECIDED TO TAKE A PAID VACAY ON APRIL AFTER MY DAYS OFF DUE TO COVID19. DURING THE BREAK TO BE ABLE TO SUPPORT MYSELF I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS AND SHORT TERM DISABILITY THAT I SUBMITTED THRU SEDGWICK BUT HE BLOCKED ME FROM SENDING PAPERWORK PUTTING MY JOB ON RISK. I WENT TO STAPLES TO SEND THEM BUT HE STOPPED ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A PROFESIONAL HACKER AND LIKE I SAID USING THE SOFTWARE HE MADE IT SEEM LIKE I SEND THE PAPERWORK TO THE OFFICIAL WEBSITE BUT NO SO I FAXED THEM AFTERWARDS. HE HAS A TEAM AND THEY COMBINED HAVE PLENTY OF SKILLS. HE DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA. I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN SOMETIMES (THATS HOW THEY CALL HIM) , BUT HE IS A SMALL GRP OF EX NEIGHBORS THAT SOMEONE OUTSIDE THE BUILDING PAID THEM TO DO THIS FOR US (TATIANA AND I).

SINCE NOW HE ACTS LIKE IF HE IS A DOCTOR HE INCLUDED (FORCED BY THEIR ABILITY TO LISTEN THRU THEIR MINDS PSYCHIC WAY) FRIENDS, CO-WORKERS, FAMILY MEMBERS AND FRIENDS OF FRIENDS BY TELLING THEM ITS A TREATMENT FOR MY ADDICTION. ANOTHER GROUP CREATED BY HIM FROM MIA WITH THE PURPOSE THAT YOU CAN DO STUFF BUT NOT GETTING SKETCH. LLIS OFF,ICE EVERYONEFROMFR PIGH A DIFFERENT PURPOSE.

HE CONTROL EVERYONE BECAUSE OF HIS PSYCHIC SKILLS AND THEY HAVE MOVE TO MANY CITIES BECAUSE THEY DO THID EVERY WHERER THEY GO. SIMILAR CASES AT EACH CITI. HE PLAYED ME 11 YRS COUNTIN THIS ONE , MAKING ME DO A LOT OF THINGS YEAR BY YEAR BECAUSE I WAS INNOCENT AND BEING MANIPULATED WITH LIES TELLING ME THAT YAKAIRA VALERIO WAS COMING TO GET ME BC SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME AS WELL. THAT HE KNEW I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I LIKE HER THE LAST DAY I SAW HER WICH IS TRUE THAT WAS ON MY MIND, SO FOR SOME REASON HE CAN READ MY MIND. EVERY YEAR HE USED TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT TELLING ME OH NO YOU LOOSE SHE IS TAKING YORDY WITH HER BECAUSE YOUR DUMB, BECAUSE YOU SMOKE, BECAUSE SHE DONT LIKE WOMEN, BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO SLOW, AND MANY MORE DESILUSIONS, FRUSTRATIONS AND WEIRD FEELINGS CAME TO ME THAT THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM:

I AM GOING TO FOLLOW YOUR ORDERS LIKE “ GO TO THIS HOTEL YAKAIRA IS THERE” OPEN THAT ROOM SHE IS WAITING FOR YOU” . I DONT BELIEVE ON A PSYCHIC VOICE OF COURSE NOT BUT THEN THIS FEMALE VERSION USED TO TELL ME AMBAR HELP , THEY SENT ME FOR PROSTITUTION, HELP ME THEY TOOK ME TO THIS STREET I THINK, HELP ME AMBAR.. SO SINCE THEY I AM HUMAN I FELT BAD FOR THE FEMALE VOICE WICH STATED IT WAS YAKAIRA SO I STARTED CALLING 911 BECAUSE WHAT IF SHE IS DETH AND CANT TALK AND ONLY COMUNICATE HERSELF PSYCHIC MENTAL SO THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM : I WILL DO IT FOR THE LAST TIME BUT TELL YAKAIRA SHE WONT PLAY WITH MY FEELINGS NO MORE. SOME OF THEM SAY SHE PASSED AWAY AND THEY EVEN TOOK ME TO THE PIER TO A “MEMORIAL ” IN THE WATER (THATS WHY I INVOLVE COAST GUARD WEEKS AGO).

DURING THE BREAK TO BE ABLE TO SUPPORT MYSELF I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS AND SHORT TERM DISABILITY THAT I SUBMITTED THRU SEDGWICK BUT HE BLOCKED ME FROM SENDING PAPERWORK PUTTING MY JOB ON RISK. I WENT TO STAPLES TO SEND THEM BUT HE STOPPED ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A PROFESIONAL HACKER AND LIKE I SAID USING THE SOFTWARE HE MADE IT SEEM LIKE I SEND THE PAPERWORK TO THE OFFICIAL WEBSITE BUT NO SO I FAXED THEM AFTERWARDS. HE HAS A TEAM AND THEY COMBINED HAVE PLENTY OF SKILLS. HE DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA. I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN SOMETIMES (THATS HOW THEY CALL HIM) , BUT HE IS A SMALL GRP OF EX NEIGHBORS THAT SOMEONE OUTSIDE THE BUILDING PAID THEM TO DO THIS FOR US (TATIANA AND I). SINCE NOW HE ACTS LIKE IF HE IS A DOCTOR HE INCLUDED (FORCED BY THEIR ABILITY TO LISTEN THRU THEIR MINDS PSYCHIC WAY) FRIENDS, CO-WORKERS, FAMILY MEMBERS AND FRIENDS OF FRIENDS BY TELLING THEM ITS A TREATMENT FOR MY ADDICTION. ANOTHER GROUP CREATED BY HIM FROM MIA WITH THE PURPOSE THAT YOU CAN DO STUFF BUT NOT GETTING SKETCH. LLIS OFF,ICE EVERYONEFROMFR PIGH A DIFFERENT PURPOSE.

COMO MENSIONE ENTRE EL MAN Y SU GRUPO  HAY UNO O MAS HACKER PROFESIONALES. ESTOS SON CAPACES DE BLOQUEARME PAGINAS, SUBIR Y BAJAR EL PRECIO DE ARTÍCULOS ( PRONTO SUBIRÉ FOTOS A ESTE BLOG DE COMO ME SALE A MI EN EMI CELL Y COMO LE SALE A OTRO EL MISMO ÍTEM) , ES CAPAZ DE TRANSFERIR MIS LLAMADAS, CAMBIAR PIIN, ÓSEA, SI ME ROBO UN BUDDY PASS DE JETBLUE HACE 4 ANOS O 3 , ES CAPAZ DE TODO.  ENVIE UN EMAIL A STEEELE Y 3 PERSONAS MAS AL LADO DE MI SUPERVISORA INDIRA HUTCHINS LA CUAL ME AYUDO A ESCRIBIR EL EMAIL A LA EMPRESA PARA ADVERTIRLES QUE ESTE CYBER HACKER ME TENIA HARTA Y QUE TUVIERAN CUIDADO Y BIEN ALERTA PORQUE ERA CAPAZ DE TODO.

ME HA TOCADO CAMBIAR VARIAS VECES DE NUMERO , HASTA DE COMPANIA Y POR ENDE HE PERDIDO EMAILS Y INSTAGRAM Y ETC POR LO DEL CÓDIGO DE VERIFICACIÓN AL PERDER EL NUMERO PIERDO ACCESO A LA RED SOCIAL. ESTOY HACIENDO UN BLOG QUE ME GUSTARÍA COMPARTIRLO Y QUE COMENTEN…

ME SIENTO MEJOR QUE AYER. AYER ESTUVE SUPER DEPRESIVA. QUIERO UNA AMIGA CON CUAL COMPARTIR. ME SIENTO SOLA.  HOY HABLE CON MI MEJOR AMIGA WENDY AQUINO PERO COMO VIVE EN RD Y ME ROBARON EL PASAPORTE NO PUEDO IR A VERLA.. ADEMAS QUE DESPUÉS DE HABERME ROBADO MI ID EL DIA QUE LLEGO ELCHEQUE DE JETLBUE A RITE AID DE DYCKMAN ( JUASTAMENTE CUANDO VOY A COBRAR EL CHEQUE QUE LLEGABA AHÍ DE FEDEX SE ROBAN AHÍ MISMO MI ID) … COINCIDENCIA SABIENDO QUE EL ACOSADOR ME PERSIGUE ???

ENTRE LOS DATOS QUE ME DA EL ACOSADOR ES QUE JESSICA MARIN ES MI CRISTIAN HACKER Y QUE TIENE MI DINERO QUE LE COBRE LOL. QUE SILVI ES LA JEFA DE LOS REPLACEMENTS DE PERSONAS (PA NO DECIR TRATA). QUE YAKAIRA VALERIO LA PRINCESA DE LA 187 Y SU FAMILIA HACEN LO MISMO CON LOS JUDIOS, QUE MI PRIMO FERNANDITO ES EL JEFE DE LA BANDA SALVADORENA CON EL DE YADI Y DOMINGO EL PAPA DE YAHAIRA, LIVA Y LUIS, QUE LAS PROSTIS NO HABLAN CON LOS DE GURABO Y NOS BLOQUEAN A TODOS, QUE TATI ME ODIA AUN, QUE MONICA Y SU GRUPO ESTAN PENDIENTE DE MI AL IGUAL QUE LA FAMILIA DE NATALIA PRIMERO DESCONFIABA DE MI Y LUEGO ME APOYAN, QUE MI YAKAIRA ES MI PSICOLOGA JUNTO CON JESSICA MARIN, QUE LIZ MIAMI ME HABLA TODO EL DIA Y LE ENCANTA HABLAR CONMIGO, QUE VIOLET Y JERAC HAN HECHO MILLONES DE COSAS POR MI, QUE TODOS ESTAN HARTOS DEL PSICOLOGO.. YO SOLO PIENSO SERA QUE ESTO ACABARA BIEN? O SERA Q ACABARA PARA MI PERO YAKAIRA SEGUIRA PRISIONERA? YO QUIERO ACABAR SU TORTURA PRIMERO O JUNTO CON LA MIA. AQUI EL HECHO ES QUE ESTE MAN TIENE ANOS JUGANDO CONMIGO ENTONCES LO DEL PSICOLOGO LO EMPEZO HACE POCO. CONFUSO..

OTRO DIA MAS, OTRA TORTURA MAS… DESPUES DE LAS VECES QUE ME HA AMENAZADO CON MI HERMANA Y MI MADRE DE MATARLAS SI YO NO HAGO LO QUE EL DICE EN EL MOMENTO. SU TEMATICA COMO QUE BAJO DE NIVEL PORQUE TIENE DIAS SIN AMENAZARME Y APARTE ES QUE SEGUN UNA DE LAS VOCES DEL INTRIGADOR PRINCIPAL QUE SE LLAMA EMY LOPEZ GUERRERO, ESTE ACOSO, LAS INTRIGAS, MANIPULACIONES Y DEMAS HA DEJADO VICTIMAS Y A LA VEZ CONSTRUIDO MONSTRUOS. AL HABER PASADO ANTERIORME UN GRUPO DE AMIGOS Y PERSONAS CERCANAS QUE SE ENCONTRABAN LAS SITUACIONES INJUSTAS DECIDIO UNIRSE PARA DISQUE HACER COSAS POSITIVAS O A FAVOR DE LA VICTIMA DEL MOMENO. YO OBVIAMENTE NO CREO ESO. HAN PASADO ANOS Y SOLO CON PALABRAS SIN HECHOS NO CREO NADA.

OTRO METODO QUE UTILIZARE PARA DESMENTIR EL ENGANO ES HABLAR CON LOS DUENOS DE LAS COMPANIAS, HOTELES QUE EL AFECTA ESTE MAN CON MI NOMBRE. POR EJEMPLO:

HOTEL CORONA: EL STALKER SE SALE CON LA SUYA AL ASIGNARME UNA ROOM DONDE EL SECADOR DE PELO NO FUNCIONE O LO DANA O ME LO ENTRA ASI.

VERIZON WIRELESS : EL CAMBIO A TMOBILE SIN MI AUTORIZATION Y YO TENIA DEUDA PENDIENTE CON ELLOS QUE QUISIERA ARREGLAR.

Hoy 09/03/2022 fue un dia horrible. Mi cellular se dano por culpa del maniatico bastarde acosador.  La gente me dira “ Pero porque por culpa de el? “

Cuando hablamos de la reaccionn que toma un ser humano hacia para con otro tenemos que entender y analizar que esta reaccion se produce por una accion  de la otra persona. En este caso Cuando llevo mas de 2 anos diciendole a mi familia que me hackean y empezo en el 7910 35th ave 6H que era mi casa y mi sospechosos son un grupito de el edificio principales Romero Cristian/ Juan , Daniel Ribeiro, YasiKov y el flaco de la mani , 5B. He ido al precinto, los ecuatorianos del gordito de la esquina y muchisimos que  anexo a este blog seguire  anadiendo.  Entonces teniendo en cuenta de que estan abrumando Psiquicamente, ciberneticamente, fisicamente pero lo mas complicado  y el delito mayor entre lo que me hicieron estas personas es limitar mis pensamientos, mi conducta, hacerme perder el tiempo, perjudicar seres queridos y otros no tan queridos entonces si analizamos todo junto ya hoy 09/02/2022 kiero que se muera sin remordimientos alguno o quisiera que me mate sin remordimiento. YO NO ME KIERO MORIR LITERAL QUE NO,  pero como estoy cansada de el prefiero ahora meterme mas en la boca del lobo para ver si logro q me maten. Descubri SPA algunos con prostitucion otros no, descubri locales o apartamentos de personas muertas/ deportadas o en centro de salud mental (lo que quieren hacer conmigo ahorita les cuento mas ) que ellos utilizan para poner sus negocios, viviendas y demas cambiandole con  el mismo software que mensione cuando empece este blog  el nombre del muerto por el de ellos. En un CLICK ellos te hacen dueno de cualquier compania. ( Luego detallare datos de el software porque lo amenace diciendole que voy a asegurarme de comunicarme con los presidentes de todos los paises  del mundo para avisar que este team quiere reemplazar  el gobierno , osea es una amenaza para todas las empresas y las personas del mundo. El entra a CUALQUIER EMPRESA. En jetblue me robo un buddy pass y yo envie a un email a steele y 3 personas mas al lado de Indira Hutchins mi supervisora que me aconsejo a quien enviar dicho correo advirtiendole a la compania que tengo un stalker, hice reporte en la policia que el me aseguro que borraria del Sistema de ellos tambien ( AMENAZA PUBLICA)  si era capaz de robar un buddy pass, era capaz de todo!! Despues se burlaba de mi diciendome que todos tenian apartamento ya con el dinero de ADA de cada persona o con la voz de algunos de mis companeros con su software de 16 pianos que hacen sonido o con mis companeros de verdad que algunos se que si estan involucrados por su mejoria drastica y extrema en corto tiempo lol .

El plan es como dije separate de los que te quieren pa que el y los suyos que no te quieren sean tu circulo. La estrategia es ser honesto y explicarles con la verdad, asi es la unica forma que he logrado un major trato en  algunos de sus companeros.

Hoy en la farmacia elegi 3 articulos los cuales me cobraron 3 veces 1 redbull , 1 vez proteina, 1 vez leggings. Al y over que me cobraron extra por los redbull coji mis 3 items y le dije al tipo que me iba, que hiciera un void en el leggings por querer ser vivos y cobrar 3 veces, A MI,  que tengo anos perdiendo mierdas viviendo esto. Entonces salir y cuando iba saliendo el Manager del CVS Steinway Astoria 11103 me golpeo para asi arrebatarme la bolsa y los articulos calleron al suelo y no me los entrego ni me devolvio a mi tarjeta los fondos. Llame la policia y aca tengo un video que quiero anexar a esto donde grabe la conversacion los con oficiales que no defendieron los derechos humanos en este caso , esto si el hacker acosador me deja porque desde  que vio el blog, el borra pedazos de las cosas que digo para q no salga entera la historia. Con esto pido a gritos un llamado a los conocidos que sepan de hacker a ver si me  ayyudan con este individuo por favor!!!!!

Weekend feriado library closed. No habia podido escribirles los nuevos acontecimientos. Sigo buscando Home, estoy media triste y depre como todos los dias. Como les explico que soy sensible, si me gusta una chica mas sensible me pongo ante cualquier situacion y encima el detalle es que lo puro aqui, son mis sentimientos.. El acosador, hacker no para de molestarme. En marzo 2022 aplique para short termn disbility y fui aprovado hasta 09/05/22, envie unos documentos a la compania encargada y todo habia quedado bien como me gusta pero luego me entere que el hacker habia enviado a mi trabajo papeles llenos con datos erroneos para perjudicarme en el ambito laboral al igual que en mi vida personal.

00Empezo diciendo que era un juex de vida para darme una leccion!, despues los del edificio por el ruido, despues los amigos de jose porque nos burlabamos de el disque mis amigos y yo, despues mi milia, los de miami, los brasileros, las amigas de chayannelos coworkers, los del colegio, los de0 la uni, los amigos de marcelle, la clinica pignanelli, los de tallaj, , los fde shirley nj , Magda , yermys y los de DR, , las famosas de gary lol, los d0e emmy, los sobrinos de querida, los del taller, los de betances , las valerio, los londono, los cabrera-rivera, los gonzales y los lopez bencosme, la fam de shirley, bibiana cindy , joyce, zeo , las carol g que son como 4 jajaj..., wendy y su grupo, falan y su grupo, la fam de wendy, la f0am de falan osea anthony y sujey , jc y los de boston y providence Y UFF..

Hoy 09/03/2022 fue un dia horrible. Mi cellular se dano por culpa del maniatico bastarde acosador.  La gente me dira “ Pero porque por culpa de el? “

Cuando hablamos de la reaccionn que toma un ser humano hacia para con otro tenemos que entender y analizar que esta reaccion se produce por una accion  de la otra persona. En este caso Cuando llevo mas de 2 anos diciendole a mi familia que me hackean y empezo en el 7910 35th ave 6H que era mi casa y mi sospechosos son un grupito de el edificio principales Romero Cristian/ Juan , Daniel Ribeiro, YasiKov y el flaco de la mani , 5B. He ido al precinto, los ecuatorianos del gordito de la esquina y muchisimos que  anexo a este blog seguire  anadiendo.  Entonces teniendo en cuenta de que estan abrumando Psiquicamente, ciberneticamente, fisicamente pero lo mas complicado  y el delito mayor entre lo que me hicieron estas personas es limitar mis pensamientos, mi conducta, hacerme perder el tiempo, perjudicar seres queridos y otros no tan queridos entonces si analizamos todo junto ya hoy 09/02/2022 kiero que se muera sin remordimientos alguno o quisiera que me mate sin remordimiento. YO NO ME KIERO MORIR LITERAL QUE NO,  pero como estoy cansada de el prefiero ahora meterme mas en la boca del lobo para ver si logro q me maten. Descubri SPA algunos con prostitucion otros no, descubri locales o apartamentos de personas muertas/ deportadas o en centro de salud mental (lo que quieren hacer conmigo ahorita les cuento mas ) que ellos utilizan para poner sus negocios, viviendas y demas cambiandole con  el mismo software que mensione cuando empece este blog  el nombre del muerto por el de ellos. En un CLICK ellos te hacen dueno de cualquier compania. ( Luego detallare datos de el software porque lo amenace diciendole que voy a asegurarme de comunicarme con los presidentes de todos los paises  del mundo para avisar que este team quiere reemplazar  el gobierno , osea es una amenaza para todas las empresas y las personas del mundo. El entra a CUALQUIER EMPRESA. En jetblue me robo un buddy pass y yo envie a un email a steele y 3 personas mas al lado de Indira Hutchins mi supervisora que me aconsejo a quien enviar dicho correo advirtiendole a la compania que tengo un stalker, hice reporte en la policia que el me aseguro que borraria del Sistema de ellos tambien ( AMENAZA PUBLICA)  si era capaz de robar un buddy pass, era capaz de todo!! Despues se burlaba de mi diciendome que todos tenian apartamento ya con el dinero de ADA de cada persona o con la voz de algunos de mis companeros con su software de 16 pianos que hacen sonido o con mis companeros de verdad que algunos se que si estan involucrados por su mejoria drastica y extrema en corto tiempo lol .

El plan es como dije separate de los que te quieren pa que el y los suyos que no te quieren sean tu circulo. La estrategia es ser honesto y explicarles con la verdad, asi es la unica forma que he logrado un major trato en  algunos de sus companeros.

Hoy en la farmacia elegi 3 articulos los cuales me cobraron 3 veces 1 redbull , 1 vez proteina, 1 vez leggings. Al y over que me cobraron extra por los redbull coji mis 3 items y le dije al tipo que me iba, que hiciera un void en el leggings por querer ser vivos y cobrar 3 veces, A MI,  que tengo anos perdiendo mierdas viviendo esto. Entonces salir y cuando iba saliendo el Manager del CVS Steinway Astoria 11103 me golpeo para asi arrebatarme la bolsa y los articulos calleron al suelo y no me los entrego ni me devolvio a mi tarjeta los fondos. Llame la policia y aca tengo un video que quiero anexar a esto donde grabe la conversacion los con oficiales que no defendieron los derechos humanos en este caso , esto si el hacker acosador me deja porque desde  que vio el blog, el borra pedazos de las cosas que digo para q no salga entera la historia. Con esto pido a gritos un llamado a los conocidos que sepan de hacker a ver si me  ayudan con este individuo por favor!!!!!!

Como les decia aye, asi empezo esta tortura. Culpando a culpando a millones de personas para disculparse y que dar bien el. Esto es un truma y como no lo conosco ni me interesa saber quienes son sus culpables ni lo que piensa. Ante mis ojos el problema mio es, el. Hoy quiero tener un dia medio productivo. ojala logre avanzar este blog.

Entre las cosas que dicedian antes era que mientras yo comia les preguntaba: cuadno se van a callart pa yo comer en paz? y me deciann querida no kiere q tu comas en paz.

La cancion para el junto con un Muerete!

WHy you so obssesed w me?

MOJITOS: DISCRIMINO PARA SERVICIO

#HUMANRIGHTS #HELP #DEFENDIENDOMESOLAHPT #YOPUEDOCONESTOYMAS #WARRIOR #QUEENOFLOVE #LAMALDITAPIPERA #TENGOQUEENCONTRARTE #JUSTICE #HELP

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hey i dont know u at all but going thru ur blog I just wanted to say I'm so incredibly sorry for this tooth pain you're going through I've lost about three teeth and had to essentially break them out/let them rot because I couldnt get to a dentist so I completely understand how you feel

I'm very very glad you're seeing someone and I hope you know losing a tooth or teeth as the case sometimes is is nothing to be ashamed about or anything it's part of being human and the main thing is that you're safe and healthy above all else.

I wish you great peace and comfort through the rest of the year please be safe and make sure you have whatever painkillers you can manage (holding a warm washcloth over my face or putting a very warm water bottle on my pillow when I was going to bed helped me sleep better immensely when the pain was unbearable it may not work the same but speaking frm experience it may just as well work as not haha!)

i really really appreciate this. its comforting to know and very kind to reach out to a stranger... like, no one should go through this but hearing that helps?? like knowing im not the only one who's struggled with 'do i eat' or 'do i fix this' bc i feel really bad for not doing something about this sooner

like, i was homeless for a while and couldn't get to a dentist, and while moving back and forth from couch to couch over the years i just couldn't afford the time, or money on it, and it always felt like there was something more immediate that i needed to work on, and people telling me not to worry about it, who didn't care and i just for the life of me could not justify doing anything about them. theres always something more pressing, more dire, and i thought i could just ignore it. and i was able to, for a really long time. like i honestly feel like i do not deserve the help that i got and i should have just let the tooth kill me. which isn't a very kind thing to say about myself but its how i'm feeling right now

i have been fucking myself over and fucking over others from constantly not having enough or being enough and just not knowing the things that everyone else already knows to do and has the means to do its very cool /s

Fragile Dream rambling time cause while I’m sure someone wrote about this in depth at some point like a decade ago, I feel like talking to myself. And I want to talk about Crow since he’s the character I of course hyperfocus on.

So first time I played Fragile Dreams I was going through it spoiler free. Did not know Crow was an android/robot/A.I./whatever you want to call him so missed some of the little things about him in the amusement part. The most interesting one to me is how his writing style changes between each of his secret messages once you have the fancy flashlight (and this is where the translation doesn’t convey it fully since really do need to be able to kinda read Japanese to pick up on this. Although they do try to keep the level of expressiveness in tact with their translation). You seem to find his message in reverse chronological order so presumably the one on the teacup ride where he refers to himself by his serial number is the first one he wrote. His handwriting in this message is “perfect” basically, what letters from a keyboard look like and uses neither kanji or any type of obvious grammar cues. Very basic and “robotic” so to speak. But then if you go back thru the previous message, you can see how his handwriting slowly gets more stylized and uses some kanji here and there. (It also gets sloppier/rougher as it goes. His handwriting is honestly kind of bad once he’s writing the messages to Seto while you chase him around). He gets more expressive as he builds a personality I would presume. The way he writes “I” also changes with each message. My kanji reading ability isn’t quite good enough for me to be able to read what he writes in the final secret message (also his handwritten being sloppier by that point was not helping me) but I could tell it went Watashi (with kana), Watashi (with kanji), Boku (with kanji) and then from listening to his voice in Japanese know he’s using ore-sama (because of course his is) by the time you meet him in-game.

As I mentioned yesterday, the environmental storytelling was what I liked a lot in this game. Cause none of this is pointed out or remarked on by Seto. You just have to infer from all this Crow was slowly building a personality for himself the longer he stayed in the amusement park and this changed both how he thought of himself and the way he spoke.

Other thing I noticed about Crow when you first meet him (and seems to point, to me, that he has the same doll-like body the other robots you fight in the game have) is once he hears Seto is human, he grabs his hand, lifts it up, and inspects it. I took it to mean he was noticing the lack of visible joints on Seto’s hand that his own hands probably have. And thus why he’s the most fully clothed character in the game. To hide how he has a doll body. Only skin you can see on him is neck up.

Like yeah, I know there’s that one interview with the director where he says Crow is technically genderless but thinks of himself as male which pretty much confirms he’s the same as the other doll robots (aka, has barbie-doll anatomy, if nothing else) but still, I prefer in-game information over Word Of God.

The only point against this is in the picture he shows you of him and the scientist guy, his arms are partly visible and there doesn’t appear to be any visible joints. Like his sleeves are just short enough you should probably be able to see the joint at his elbow. But it’s like right on the edge length wise. Could chalk it up to being in shadow or maybe he’s a bit more “complete” than the other dolls you fight so any joints he has are less stark looking and smoother (the truth is I think it was an oversight on the developers part to keep things ambiguous with him, but this does mean I’m cool with headcanons that go with him actually being very “human” under his clothes, so to speak. Game lets you go either way).

But yes, those were the main things I noticed so far about him that I missed the first time I played the game.

i talk to T and I tell him, i'm doing to you what he's doing to me - why are we both so stupid? why do we both consent? why can't i treat you like a respectable human being instead of an emotional crutch. why do i get mad at you, like those shit owners that yell at their dogs when they yap in joy that they're finally home.

i tell him, you have the softness i crave. the gentleness i was robbed of. you disbarred the winding road to your heart, so why do i just wish to squash it? i would hope it's more than ego - i was hurt, i need to hurt someone else. maybe i need to teach you a lesson. maybe i need someone to really relate to. to look at and ask "see how it feels?". maybe. to do to someone what was done to me and hear "what you did was shit - you're a bad person" because then maybe I'd believe it about him.

late november and the bad mood comes from inside but the culprit is external.

what vexes me so about T? the fact that he admits his weakness? the fact that he doesn't lash out or act high and mighty when i hurt him? the fact that he is what i crave to be and what i loathe becoming? I'm puking my anxieties into the air, hoping they'll drift toward the ceiling but of course they rain back down on me. I’m not stupid—I know I’m creating my own misery.

I remember a man at the head of a seminar table saying that character should be able to be summed up simply by describing the way the moon appears over their shoulders. most writing advice gives me secondhand embarrassment but this made me sit up and pay attention. did I really understand what it meant? I was nineteen, chickpea-brained and perpetually high (should i give that a try? helped me navigate much shittier situations), hard to trust any assertion from that version of myself, but the idea that the world looks a particular way to everyone is an old one. every set of eyes sees differently and its up to the author to tether the moon to the character’s particular vision, individualize it. I suppose the revolutionary goal of all writing is to show someone else the inside of your own head, or inside the head of a character you made up, which is also your own head but with a specific kind of filter overlaid. at that seminar table, I thought to myself: to G, the moon looks like a curled-up girl crying in his bed. it came to me like that—easy. obviously he was an abuser and not my character, although I had invented enough good qualities of his for that to be considered a work of fiction. T can only see full moons - if I were to look him in the eye while he was looking at the moon, I'd see it reflected full in the blue of his gaze. why is that. make a joke about it being made of cheese. what's the moon like to B - probably a dark void right now, all-consuming, endless pit of a black hole. to me the moon is jagged and slim and pointy, and past me would want to resemble her, and present me just begs for it to be more, to shine brighter - my eyes hurt in the dark.

I think I was nine when I came home with the question of do you see the same colors I see and my mother said, “i don't know, tell me about them,” which meant nothing in the grand scheme of things, stuff rarely does - but it meant everything to me. let's create together. Dante and Aristotle or some shit like that. I want someone to get me like mum does.

the work has been good, better than good, but I can't articulate, or don't wanna articulate what has gripped me over the past few months even though it’s been transformative because the thing that’s gripped me also feels drenched in what the storm cloud discourse decided was Bad. obsession, perception, possession, boundary dissolving sublimity. art, I guess. creation. I don't fucking know. yeah I’m still haunted by all that same old shit, really wish that I weren’t. hard to write without thinking about it. my problem is certain arguments still ring thru my head because I found them so stupid and therefore chilling.

writing without righteousness makes me feel like a maniac, like a villain straddling a rocket aimed for a stranger's brain, whipping its flank like, faster faster. it also feels really good. C always warned that I was the kind of girl destined to ruin a life, but it can't be mine that’s destroyed because look where I am: quiet mornings with the cat on my lap, afternoons of work directed by me, produced by me, conjured by the sorcerer within me who either stands arms spread like angel wings or lies in wait, a fox curled in my heart-den. a girl curled in a bed, nose tucked into her tail. I really don't think I'll be able to live like this forever, don't believe I’m actually charmed. this has to be a trick, some kind of glitch that eventually will be corrected, but in the meantime I'll play the bandit, the congirl with an opal heart. I'm getting away with it. another corridor revealed, cobwebbed and stale. doubt does creep in, like maybe I shouldn't be searching so relentlessly, maybe I'm going to find something I shouldn't, maybe regret is around the corner.

I don’t feel okay.

I can’t explain what I feel. When I’m frustrated or angry, that’s easy to compartmentalize and to accept. There is a sort of understanding that the feeling is fleeting and eventually it’ll dissipate into the unknown.

But this overwhelming sadness I feel, or this emptiness, it’s harder to place in a box, I don’t understand it. I don’t want it. It always creeps up and takes over unsuspectingly. It’s when I feel my loneliest, I don’t know how to articulate this feeling. All I want to do is lay on my side, holding myself, and cry into my pillow. I don’t know what causes it and that’s the hardest part. Having to tell myself there’s nothing I can do about this right now. And there’s no one there to explain this to. I know they wouldn’t understand so I just don’t try anymore.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I hate to admit that I’m really scared. I’m scared of this road I’m taking again. I feel like I’ve allowed myself the freedom of not having control and now that I feel it’s spun out of control I have to resort to the only thing that’s given me something tangible to hold onto. It’s the only form of control that calms me. It soothes me. Like a baby who needs to be lulled, or fed, or changed, or put to bed. That’s exactly what I feel this is. I’m not only craving but now I’m chasing this feeling of control I get by starving. And the voice inside of my head implores I continue and it’s getting louder and louder to the point where I can’t even go near my fridge or think about food without this guilt looming over me. There was a day last week I, I was so hungry, I thought about eating, I really wanted to eat, and it’s like that voice was impeding me from just taking a bite out of anything. I felt like crying.

Then today, I woke up feeling weak. Feeling like I better eat something. And again that voice returned and implored me not to eat. I tried fighting it by taking a slice of banana and as soon as I swallowed that slice I ran to the bathroom to throw it up. When I took another bite I just chewed and spit it out. Afraid of what might happen if I did go thru with actually ingesting the food. I keep thinking maybe my glimpse of relief is near. But I’m still waiting.

My head is spinning. I don’t want to resort to this again. I think I’ve been duplicitous. When I try to explain it I hold back. I say enough to say okay you know more but it’s just enough of the surface that I leave them with this information. I feel like it satiates their curiosity, or concern, I don’t know, and they don’t feel the need to probe.

So I do what I do best. I let them read an important page in my chapter, enough where they think they’ve got me figured out and I sit there and watch them read me, I notice everything they do and don’t say and I feel like I still have the upper hand. Like they haven’t stripped me naked yet because I’m so afraid if I’d I let go and come undone, if I tell them everything inside of me, they’ll see how fucked up I really am. That I’m actually crazy and I am not a normal human. I’m afraid they’ll see exactly what I see every single day. I use my best colors for the portrait I paint for them. I just watch people tolerate me.

I know how this ends. Some things I just don’t speak about even when I want to, just to make some sense of what I’ve seen. If I am honest, succinctly honest, I know exactly why I started starving myself. Why would a little girl who was already skinny do this? I really thought if I starved myself then they wouldn’t put their hands on me. If my body became so grossly frail, then maybe no one would touch me anymore without me wanting them to. If I could make myself disappear into flesh and bones then maybe they would stop hurting me. Do you know how fucked up this is? No one helped me. No one saved me. So I did what I could. I found relief and refuge in this disorder. Like maybe I was closer to disappearing. To becoming nothing but a wilted rose. All this anger I had to carry, I had no where to put it. No one wanted to carry it for me. So tell me what was I supposed to do? Tell me where was I supposed to put this anger? Where? How could I not be angry? Do you know how many times someone should have helped me? I’ve had to fight a losing battle every day. Alone. And I feel like the villain every god damn night. I’m sorry I can’t fake niceties. I’m sorry I can’t just let it go. I can’t just leave it all behind because then I’m leaving that girl behind. And I can’t. I can’t let her go.

Every time I think about it I become blinded by my fury. I feel this childlike rage inside of me. Why did no one care? Why did no one cry for me? Hurt for me? Why did no one feel angry for me? Why did I fall down over and over and over and over and over again only for me to pick myself up again over and and over and over and over again. No one held me. No one consoled me. No one wiped my tears away. I had to wait years to shed the skin they touched to feel clean. And even then do you know how hard it is to get rid of a scent etched in your mind? How hard it is to look in the mirror and see nothing but a monster? A shell of something ugly.

There’s no reinvention. There’s no new me. This is it. This is me. And I hate her so much. I look in the mirror and I don’t recognize myself anymore. I am so ugly I cannot take it. I can’t see past anything, past all my fury. I know there’s going to be happiness after me. I’m just getting so tired and this is getting so old. This is the price I’m paying. I’m fighting all of them at night and no one taught me how to win the war. They took the best of me. What do I have left to give?

Trusting food is safer than trusting people. Food never abuses you, never hurts you, never rejects you, never dies. You get to say when, where, and how much. No other relationship complies with your needs so absolutely.

I don’t know. Maybe none of this makes sense and maybe I’m truly crazy.

BETRAYAL? IN RECOVERY, HOW DO YOU DEAL WITH IT?

Betrayal is very painful, the pain of it, nothing can really comfort apart from God. Revenge can but only temporarily. It breaks down the human soul like nothing else can. It might involve someone you trusted going behind your back, a person you loved saying very hurtful things about you or told unbelievable lies about you, someone doing dark and nasty things behind your back. The closer you are in relationships, the more vulnerable you are to betrayal. Anyone can be betrayed. No one is secure. There are many examples of how a person can be betrayed. The most hurtful ones are the betrayals in intimate relationships and betrayals concerning money. The love for money got many going behind the backs of those they are close to. One thing I know for certain is that if you are struggling with something, you are very open and vulnerable to betrayal. The struggle you are in (be it an addiction) or something else exposes you to be betrayed- places you in the plane of betrayal. In as much as the easiest thing to do is to blame the person or situation that betrayed you, you have to acknowledge that you exposed yourself to it by default in the event of struggling with something. It's like you are fighting an enemy but you are focused on settling the inner battles the officers in your ranks have- when the enemy shoots, he will cause much damage to you because the internal conflict has diverted all the focus on your ranks instead of the enemy. The pain of betrayal has driven many to asylums, or deeper into addiction or others, to suicide. I will share what I personally do or what I have personally done to seek comfort for the pain of betrayal in my life. I won't be general because I don't know what others did or do when they were hurting but I will share what I do or did. The thing that has comforted me thru the pain of betrayal is the deep understanding that God normally uses such pain to polish a person to grow fully into their destiny when they run to Him with the hurt. And also, the deep understanding that drinking or finding another destructive way to cope with the pain won't help. I know that all things are working for my good. That has helped me endure very intense pain and heartache from betrayal. My past has been extremely traumatic and at times when I read the markers of trauma on the internet, I tick most of them, if not all. Betrayal can be dealt with in two ways, for instance if your wife cheats on you, you cheat back. If your comrade goes behind your back, you go behind his or her back to. This might comfort the pain short term but that comfort never lasts. I have learnt to let it hurt and not doing anything in my power to try to comfort the pain (because everything I do will always be the wrong move). Letting it hurt is one of the things I have done that has helped me to handle the pain of betrayal. If the pain is intense, cry! Aint nothing macho about not crying in such a situation. The thing about betrayal is, very few will understand how you feel in such a situation. Very few can relate. The things they tell you will not comfort you. One of the things I learnt is to seek out those who can understand and help me make the right moves. In as much as they are few, THEY ARE THERE. Whenever I’m hurting, I’m very persisting and relentless in searching for comfort in a person who has faced a similar situation and overcome. If I fail to find that someone, I’m very relentless in searching for that comfort in God. I always ask myself that am I doing all He requires of me to do to get access to His full comfort? Have I repented and renounced or let go of the known sin that so easily entangles? Do I still harbor unforgiveness in my heart, resentment? The pain of betrayal can drive you to deep loneliness and this exposes one to all kinds of things. For some, it's porn addiction; for others, gambling; for others, it is promiscuity. Learning how to be alone is one of the best things I'm learning to do to comfort the pain of betrayal. This has shown me that maybe I was depending on the other person too much. Maybe I vested so much faith in the other person without putting into consideration their weaknesses. The pain of betrayal has motivated me to look at myself and less at the world and those in it. Another thing I have learnt is that, when hurting, one will make so many wrong desperate moves. Every move you make while hurting will most probably be wrong. I learnt not to beat up myself when I made wrong moves and also learnt to take my time to make moves. I have been so unlucky to go thru very weird but painful things. But here's the beauty about it. Due to the pain, I see the world very differently from most- the pain has awakened me to some things that are only exclusive to those who have gone through similar stuff. The pain in my life has been my greatest blessing or greatest asset. Channeled wrong, that pain can drive you deeper down or when you channel it right, that pain can elevate you to places you never imagined. These days, there are so many betrayals happening in intimate relationships. And many are slipping into addiction because of that. There's so much cheating going on that it's hard to fully trust someone these days. And it’s very risky to love deeply these days. People rarely value relationships or they don’t understand what it means to be in a relationship. Deceptions, lies, conspiracies … are making rounds. A person in recovery has to know and be fully aware of the kinds of times we are living in. The person you are smiling with today can be the person accusing you falsely tomorrow in court. People in recovery should learn to be quick to forgive. Above all, guard your sobriety. For maybe, like in my case, that is what the enemy was after! He shot at me with very painful arrows. Your sobriety is the most important thing. You can lose everything but it. I haven’t lost mine … Read the full article