I feel a relief at the calendar clicking over to August. Coming up... September, October, November. I can feel the day of justice is coming, and that the family nightmare I confront will shift state. The injustice against me is torture, and yet I know the moment this flip, a searing pain ten times worse is heaped upon those who betrayed me.
The deliberate poisoning of my children against me by family members and friends who fell for the lie — so they don't have to confront facts or conscience — has been the most harrowing thing I have ever faced. The bond between a parent and child is sacred, and nobody should ever hijack or disrupt it. The consequences for doing so are deservedly "millstone class".
We seem to be in the same boat. One oar 😁
People who pretended they were friends dumped me like a hot potato when the COVID murders began.
Agenda whatever they did not even want to listen to or research.
I fall back to my Mom's words she repeated to me over and over growing up
You can't look back, you can only move forward
You can't live their life, and they can't live yours
The only life you can control is your own.
Hope these words are helpful
Peace and love beamed your way ✌️💗
We are winners!
