why donts dont HAVE TO THINK TO HARD

  I FOUND THIS PERSONS BLOG ON GOOGLE BLOGS. I COMMENTED AND WROTE A LONG STORY ABOUT WHO I WAS ASSOCIATED WITH HER FAMILY AND MY OWN . BEAUSE SHE HAD ENCOUNTERED SIMILAR TRAGIC CIRCUMSTANCES OR LOSS OF LOVED ONE AND WAS EXPRESSING ANGER AT TIME MY OWN LIFE WAS GOING TO EXPIRE FORM THE TOTAL INDIFFERENCE GIVEN TO ME BY HER FAMILY MY OWN ASSOCITED WITH HERS, THAT RAN PARALELLS WITH THE SENTIMENT THAT SHE EXPRESSED WITH HER OWN ANGER ABOUT LOSS OF A BABIES FATHER DO TO SOME SORT OF DRUG RELATED NAD POLICE FAILURES IN JAIL SITUATION I WOULD GATHER FROM WHAT I READ.

    AS MY OWN LIFE WAS BOUT TO COME TO AN END OFF THE INDIFFERENCES OF DOCTORS NAD THE FAMILY WHO I HAD TO BEG TO COME TO SENSE TO COME BETWEEN DOCTORS WHO IGNORED MY CONDITIONS THAT WOULD TAKE MY MIRACLE STORY TO AN END. I GOT NO REACTIONS. MAYBE HAD EXPECTED WHAT I WOULD HAVE REACTED TO IF IT WERE ME , I WROTE TO TO GET VERY FAST INVOLVED TO COME BETWEEN MY FATE WITHOUT TIME TO SPARE NOT TO TOTALY IGNORE IT. BUT IGAVE SOME THOUGHT AS TO MAYBE SHE DID NOT COME TO BLOGS OR WAS  NOT THERE ANY MORE. I DO NOT KNOW. IF IT WAS THE SAME INDIFFERENCES SHOWN TO HER FRIEND IN HIS TIME OF DEATH OR TEST OF FATE, THEN SHE FAILED TO HOLD UP TO HER OWN STANDARDS OR ANGER TO STOP THE CYCLES I SOCIETY. SINCE I KNOW THAT MY BROTHER IN LAW COULD NOT UPHOLD HIS OWN WORDS LET ALONE STANDARDS AND THEY WERE ALL ALIKE. THAT I FELT THAT OSMEONE WHO DID NOT WANT TO BECOME THE PERSONS BEFORE THEM MIGHT HAVE IT DOWN AFTER DEATH AND REACT IN SOME PROACTIVE MANNER, BUT I GOT NO REACTION AT ALL. DESPITE ALL MY WORDS HAD ALL TO DO WITH SAME ANGER ON MY OWN BEHALF THAT I WAS GOING TO LOSE A MIRACLE TO NOT HAVE BEEN MADE INTO A MENTALY DAMGED OR CASE, AFTER YERAS OF THESE PEOPLE IGNORING MY BEGGING FOR LIFE. WHAT KIND OF  SICK MIND WOULD IGNORE A KID IN STREETS OF NYC , BEGGING FOR LIFE NAD GO OUT AND SNORT COCAINE AND DRINK PARTY AND MAKE ART AND NOT EVEN CONSIDER WHAT WOJLD HAPPEN TO ME. MY ESCAPING DID NOT MEAN THAT THIS WAS NOT REAL OR NOT HAPPEN OR I WOULD SURVIVE AGAIN. IT MEANT I WAS GIVEN ONE LAST CHANCE TO HAVE MY LIFE , WITHOUT THEIR HELP AND THEY FAILED. IF THEY WANTED TO IMPROVE THEY HAD A CHANCE TO REGRET OR REFLECT AND DID NOT . BUT WHEN SOMEONE IN THIS STORY GOT A CHANCE TO REMOVE THE LIF EI GOT BACK AGAIN MY MOUTH FLEW OPEN , MY LETTERS EMAILS THIS TIME EMAIL MADE IT EASIER AND I BEGAN TO BEG BEFORE IT TOOK AWAY MY QUALITY OF LIFE. I WOULD ASSUME IF HER BABIES FATHER WERE ABLE TO DO THAT IF HE WER CONCIOUS OF WHAT WAS TAKING PLACE AND HIS OWN DEATH HE WOULD DONE THE SAME. THEY CALL THIS BEING A PROBLEM OR MENTAL ILLNESS. HOWEVER THESE SAME PEOPLE HAVE CATS , WHO THEY RESPECT MORE THAN CHILD OR PEOPLE AN TREAT WITH CONCERNS THAT ARE INSANE EXCENTRIC AND NOT PEOPLE WHO THEY USED AS  KID FOR ENTERTAINMENT  YOUTH AND OTHER.
 I MYSELF WOULD AHVE CALLED IN POLICE DETECTIVE AND OTHER TO FIND OUT WHAT TOOK PLACE UP TO THE DAY OF MY DEMISE which left me so cripppled and robbed of quality of life i cant recall what normal or real life is again and  may never function again from who and what took place. giving who and what army , of evil a open door to again after so many years of escape recovery just finishing my last phased of recovery from near death  torture, to happen again. insanity is the repeating of mistakes and not getting result.
          

Social failures, vampires, duppies, liars kreeps, mystic vibe and evil things

Social failure to react. I dont consider myself at all to be naive in society. street wise survived hell death living death a sick family . torture HOstel like abuse. Rise up. lived in nyc for years, jamaica wi.
 the street and ghetto life my life. Seen people die. seen people murder. Rise up fall get back up. i also witness the most disgusting displays of human failure to react to life. my life. people who sat spat on me who used me for their  youth. people who consider themself educted riding false fame .people go on internet and brag bost and beg money for organizations to give grants for  their aging indifferent arstist friend who now in old age cant get what they want with pussy or bad art.
    Needy even if they live in penthouse. wine dine and are asked to contribute art to raise money for people who have a living income, who need a grant. what hell is this. i myself left by same people to die in streets ofnyc who t urned deaf ear to my life while they drugged drank and ful joy hteir life. as they began to die i began to live when i cut off my connection to them. my life unlike them was kind and correct maybe to  kind. as one or to or more vampires opportunis and people looking to steal the soul , wealth child light out of another in form of a stalking praying vampire got to me while medicaly negelected . leaving me to have to beg one of these people for my life just 6 months ago , 6 months ago when ihad a chance to survive and was ignored. to my death. the persons and fate i tried and could havebeen avioded  put on me by doctors who sat like zombie watching me become  a sick vulnerable lucrative tartget for wool shearing game by sick agressors in street games.
   my life my blessings were consumed and the persons who victimize me become more powerful off of people who pretend to be good and have nothing to say turned a deaf ear. i recall one time being mugged in brooklyn. same way my instrincts reacted to cry out in night as someone came with knife to my face from back. the windows on brownstone flew open and said derel man ran.
 however the persons who i would love to mention connected to said max kansas city . org i asked for my life, not money, ignored me. to busy out saving peoples live who were drug addicts they all live with and life not important.
      People do suck.

Contradictions

i live in jamaica for 17 years and Nyc. ONe thing i hate most is a walking , dead or alive contradiction. my boss was one of them. He was a child abuse victim, he had issues and he would abuse others who had issues that came from same background. i had suffered abuse torture. longterm. i never picked up abuse to myself or others.
  He would cover hisself.
 in jamaica the thing that got me ticked most was RASTA, I DID NOT DREAD MY HAIR CHAT RAST OR CHANT BUT I WAS CONCIOUS AND RIGHT BECAUSE OF MY LIFE. BUT NATURAL. I WAS NOT A NAZI I WAS A SURVIVOR WHO SAW IT ALL AND GOT TO HAVE A MIRACLE. I WAS SPIRITUAL. I CONSIDERED MYSELF RASTA IN A WAY TO GOD BECAUSE I SPOKE THE SPIRITUAL LANGUAGE NOT THE DYSFUNCTIONAL BABYLONE. HOWEVER EVERY AND ANY PERSON I SAW BUCK UP ON WEARING DREADS , RED GOLD GREEN OR WAVING SOME BANNER WAS A WALKING PEICE OF SOCIOPATH .
   ABUSER, DRUG ALCHOL WAVING A FLAG IN FACE OF OTHERS WITH FALSE CONCIOUSNESS AND GETTING OFF WITH MURDER.
   OR JUST PLANE CANT MANGE THEIR OWN WORDS. BUT  then i considered theyw ere not much different that anyone i ever met in life or my family . Christians or other who cant manage.
   First experience with one guy in nyc. who claimed he was a vegan. SFw. but he  attacked me when i told him i did not want or need a boy friend and he was out looking for a girl to fuck and dis because a jamaican girl burn him, and make him have a break down. i had escaped one person i never fell for the green card thing so maybe he was sent on me, to get even with me for that.
 next person was some prison dread rasta , in jail for cocain dealing for 12. Dreads down to ass. they dont cut dreads and stay in solitary sometimes for not cutting dreads.
   LOl this person was no example of a rasta either cause he ate fish or veg. he attack me try to use me for  money , he had gotten some stupid white girl to buy him car and give him thing but she found him out to have a girl nad she left him. he took me for idiot and got no where.
        Up road  one time i called him and he had gone to Rebel Salute and driven a woman  who made him drive back to kingston, and not pay him . I asked why. He then said she fell asleep at show and said .. they robb.... cut it short and then made up story said she wanted to have sex with me( at show) and i didnt want to) RIIGGGHT> he was kind of person to rob someone sleazy asshole. so he got his cause he jerked me for money to.
   he wanted me to send him money to bail his ass out. i hung up and cut him off.f beggars make me sick.
 He had to rob her. he was the type and lied to cover it. good she left him in kingston no money home.
   next person who come in my path in form of singer to, rasta and all have some desprate intent to combat my moral and clean life. i suffer but dont beg ..
 last one was also a nazi rast singer. i said i would not let a singer rasta or other near me to fast till i was ready . i had to many experiences with jerks. people who demand people to cater to frailness or problems and laugh as they ride over poeple and make claims to religion or not.
    this next demon was one of them. he cought me off guard, he got in to my life through a security drop, and i am sorry for it. I sensed as his first wrolds to me were i need money, and i want money . alot of it. hundreds of dollars. i hung up a few times. he would call i knew when he wanted money. desprate. i remained cool. then i got cought i it and began to have a relation ship..
   of some kind but i was aware of what was going on. he woiuld get violent abuseive and say he was not about love but money. i was about love and money would come in life if u keep working,.
 this person put theend to my enchanted blessed life and concious life. he robbed me also of money things and my health with his rasta program. his friend did not correct him, to teach him the way. but encourage him to demand material things. etec all wearing bobo rags and smoking lot of weed.
     My life tied to god changed despite i fought my wounds and condtions i failed in last effort to cut him off psychicly where he was still  a threat to suck the soul out of me. then i turned a corner and my soul was gone with my life, my wealth and my health happy life.. magical life talent.
   He want also with others to escape punishment.

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 A long time ago or not to long if ur a girl.LOL. My brother in law , a famous artist in the ny school painting who was a drug and alchol consumer by product. told me in a moment of sobriety, to bother someone, or become vigilant for my life if i was ever in danger to get sick( i had bulimia and had gotten over it stellarly) he never did)  . I took it as common sense but had no idea then what was in store but maybe that a lie i had to know what was in store for me from what my father had started to inflict on me as a innocent no drugs honor student in art school who overcame my obstacle in life, my only one i could see and never wanted to see it again, and got honors. My father a life time food aholic md did not even know what a eating disorder was. he also had no idea what artist were or what a Munchausen by proxy father was , even when he attacked me when i got accepted to art school, and when i came home to abuse me for my victories making sure i did not become a terrorist, then tryt o have doctors say i was mentaly ill after he got me a job and i worked at it innocent happy and stronger now that i got my life and body and self back. TRAUMA was an issue in BULIMIa, however my self insighted life allowed me to diagnose myslef at age 15 and recover by age 17 18. I was not rewarded but would spend next 15 years of my life tortured abused terrorized traumatized at hands of a family who were life long food aholics,  dysfunctional and munchausen by proxy.. people. Obsessed morbidly with food, themself illness and cancer.
  i got over bulima alone. what took place in the most wonderful time of my life they would try to have another story. they would rather this read , i dropped out of school. someone had to come pick me up there to take me home severly mentaly ill and i never got honors. i was a drug addict. i did not make honors or school. i was a problem. i had some anxiety but i weathered the dark time through it but i stuck out all my classes and did want to go home that summer. but i knew i had to get a job and work. that was what i told a friend of mine a guy who put me under his wing, who did not want me to go home to my sick insane family. I said i had to work. what took place with them i did not for see maybe he did.
                    after my father got me a job, he began to try to keep me out of art school , by trying to have doctors say i was mentaly ill. he created a hysteria that would follow me for life and lead me to suffer cruely, and tortured at hands of insane docotrs greedy to use insurance and to use me as  drug and experiment with my body and mind. i went into shock and became helpless. i could nto defend myself , after they dragged me into this life at onset in shock. my alcholic drug addicted brother inlaw and sister who had taken me to nyc as a kid and used me for their sounding boards of problems with my family and other and for my  youth, took me in . my brother in law said he knew nothing was wrong with me( he also commented on how much better i was that summer, when i was in long island. while he was stuffing himself with food to vomit i did not care. i was happy go lucky and stronger.
   he said my family was insane.  TO BOTHER SOMEONE IF I WAS EVER IN DANGER TO GET BULIMIC AGAIN.
 HIS WORDS RANG IN MY EAR WHEN TIHS SITUATION LED TO YEARS OF HYSTERIA TRAUMA AND ABUSES AND I WENT INTO HELPLESS SHOCK AND GOT DRAGGED DEEPER TAKEN IN TOSSED OUT BY ONE ALCHOLIC OR OTHER AND OR DRUG ADDICT AND LEFT IN DEEP PTSD SHOCK. EVENTUALY I RAN INTO STREETS OF NYC WHEN MY FAMILY HAD TAKEN THIS AS FAR AS THEY COULD AND WOULD GO AS FAR AS THEY COULD I FEARED THEY WOULD LABOTOMIZE ME, AND ECT THEY DID THAT. I WAS LEFT RAPED AND THEY HAD POLICE ON ME AND MY PEACEFUL LIFE WHICH WAS CLEAN SOBER AND NEVER TROUBLED WITH DRUGS AND HEALING WAS NOW A HORROR STORY.
 THE TRAUMA THEY DOSED ME WITH WOULD  THREATEN MY HEALING LIFE AND FOR YEARS I BEGGED SAID BROTEHR IN LAW FOR ATTENTION TO THIS AS I BECAME A TARGET IN TRAUMA HELPLESS IN STREET , I WAS A TARGET OF A MUCH MORE SICK GAME . ONE THAT PEOPLE PLAY WHEN THEY WANT TO GET TO SOMEONES MIND HYOUTH AND POTENTIAL. I WAS A WOUNDED ANIMAL AN INOCENT UNICORN ON STREETS OF NYC. MY LIFE THEN MEANT NOTHING TO THE SICK ARTIST AND PEOPLE WHO USED ME PUT COCAIN ALCHOL DRUGS IN MY FACE AND I DID NOT TAKE IT , OR HAVE THEIR FRIENDS GO MILES TO HAVE SEX WITH ME.
 MY LIFE MEANT NOTHING . IT WAS LIKE A PUPPY THEY TOSSED TO TRASH. AFTER THAT I GOT NO ATTENTION OR REWARD FOR DOING WHAT WAS HEROIC OR INTELLEGENT TO REPORT TRAUMA BEFORE IT ESCALATED TO TURN TO MENTAL ILLNESS DEPRESSION BULIMIA OR OTHER. MANY KIDS CANT DO THAT. THEY GO WOUNDED THORUGH LIFE TAKE UP DRUGS AND OTHER. I WAS BLESSED BY GOD TO HAVE A CLEAN LIFE A MIRACLE TO KEEP AND WANTED TO . FOREVER HAVE A WHOLE LIFE MY FAMILY DID NOT. THEY WERE SICK DYSFUNCTIONAL AND MAD TO ME AND I REFUSE TO LET THEM TURN ME INTO THEM. NOW I HAD THIS HELLA ND I WAS IN THREAT TO LOSE IT ALL. I GOT TO PEOPLE DOCTORS ONLY TO BE ABUSED MORE. MY LIFE WAS NOT REWARDED FOR DOING WHAT WAS EXTRODINARY. I WAS TOSSED TO STREET. I WOULD LEARN A LESSON ABOUT ALCHOLICS AND DRUG ADDICT WHO DONT MAKE GOOD FRIENDS THEY USE PEOPLE AND CANT FUNCTION OR COPE WITH LIFE ON ANY LEVEL AND DO WHAT SHIT THEY WANT AND CANT OWN UP TO IT. THEY USED ME FOR MY YOUTH BECAUSE I HAD STRENGHTS AND INSIGHT . THEN I WAS LEFT TO SUFFER AND DIE. I ESCAPED DEATH . BUT FOR YEARS 15 I SUFFERED AT HANDS OF SICK PEOPLE BULLIES.
 MY FAMILY WANTED THIS TO READ DIFFERENTLY. MY MOTHER MADE UP STORIES. I WAS TO SICK TO GO TO SCHOOL.  A DOCTOR SAID. ( I SAW A DOCTOR IN SUMMER WHO SAID NOTHING AND I HAD A CAST ON MY LEG HE CUT OFF, I WAS HAPPY. I WORKED AT A JOB MY FATHER GOT ME. THIS STARTED AFTER A MONTH I WORKD HAPPY AND STRONGER. THE HYSTERAI CAME AFTER A DOCTOR SAID TOMY FATHER NOTHING WAS WRONG WITH ME AND TO LEAVE ME ALONE. HE THEN ATTACKED HIM AND INSISTED IHAD TO BE SICK. ( MY FATHER HAD GABLING DEBTS, HE TOOK MY SISTER OUT OF SCHOOL AND TOOK MY BROTHER TO A SHRINK WHEN HE APPLIED TO COLLEDGE REWARDED HIM WHEN HE DROPPED OUT. I WAS THE ACHEIVER I GOT HONORS SO THIS WAS HIS GAME. IT LED TO A LIFE TIME OF TORTURE. MY  FATHER ADMITED TO ME WHAT AND WHY , HE MENTIONED A WOMAN WHO WAS KILLED IN SLA SHOOT OUT IN BERKLEY AND THAT SHE WAS A DAUGHTER OF HIS FRIEND. AND HE HAD MORBID FIXATIONS OF ILLNESS HE HARBORED AND NEVER COPED WITH LIFE. HE WAS ALWAYS HOSTILE ANGRY AND ATE FOOD TO COVER IT LIKE A MAD PIG.
 IT ALWAYS DISGUSTED ME  , HE NEVER SPOKE WAS ALWAYS ANGRY. ONE TIME HE CAME HOME AND THERE WAS A ARGUMENT AND THIS MAN SMASHED ALL THE DISHES ON TABLE.  MY MOTHER WAS ALWAYS CRYING,  OR THREATEN SUICIDE OR GO TO BELVUE. SO I GUESS THEY FELT THIS WAS NORMAL HEALTHY FAMILY BEHAVIOR. AND HOW COULD A KID GET AN EATING DISORDER IN THAT KIND OF HOUSE.. I THANKED GOD WHEN I CAME HOME STRONGER.. I ALSO RECALL MY MOTHER BEATING  A BROTHER WITH A BRASS BELL. THE KIND THEY USE ON SHIPS , SHE USED TO CALL DINNER. SHE BEAT HIM OVER BACK SHE WAS A VIOLENT WITCH.
  SHE COULD NOT MANAGE CHILDREN. THEY TOOK ME WHO HAD NO VIOLENCE WAS PEACEUL LOVED ANIMALS AND DRAWING AND ABUSED ME FOR MY FATHER DELUSION OF TALENT.  IT COST ME AND LEFT ME WITH SCARS PTSD AND TO A LFIE OF HELL AS I WAS A MAGNET TO SCAVENGERS ABUSERS IN STREET WHO ATTACKED AND ATTACHED THEMSELF TO MIND NOT BODY. AND FOLLOWED ME FOR YEARS.  I HAD AN OLDER SISTER WHO FOLLOWED THE FAMILY AND WAS  WITCH THE SAME WAY AS THE MOTHER.
   LITERALY. SHE LED THE FAMILY TO CANCER WITH HER MORBID FIXATIONS OF MY GRANDMOTHERS BREAST CANCER.. I CONTEMPLATED THIS AND MY FRIENDS SAW THIS TOO ONE TIME THEY CAME TO DINNER . SAID THEY FEARED FOR MY LIFE I WAS THE ONLY NORMAL ONE, AND THEY WERE FIXATED ON ILLNESS AND CANCER. MY LIFE SUFFERED AT HAND OF THIS SISTER WHO WAS ONE WHO STRONGLY WANTED ME TO BE SICK AND SCHIZOPRENIC. EVEN WHEN I KNEW I WAS NOT EVEN DEPRESSED. I FEARED TO SUFFER TRAUMA AND BULIMIA EFFECTS AND THEY COULD CARE LESS. THEY CRUSADED THAT I WAS MENTALY ILL NAD INFLICTED ANYTHING THEY COULD THAT WOULD MAKE A KID SICK ON ME WITH NO REGARD LIKE A STEAM ROLLER. THIS WAS NOT FUNNY FAMILY ILLNESS THIS WAS MURDER OF SPIRIT. I RAN INTO NYC ONLY TO SUFFER YEARS EVERY DAY I BOTHERED MY BROTHER IN LAW SISTER TO BE CAST OFF LIKE NOTHING AND LEFT . I NEVER GAVE UP MY STAND IN LIFE.
                       HERE IS A MAN WHO HAD POWER ( SO CALLED HE WAS A HELPES MENTALY IL RECLUSE WHO LIED CHEATED DID BAD SH IT AND TOOK DRUGS AND ALCHOL TO ESCAPE REALITY AND EXPECTED OTHERS TO JUMP TO MOON BECAUSE HE WAS FAMOUS. HE EXCUSED HIS SINS AND MADE OTHERS SUFFER. A CRITIC WHO COULD NOTLIVEW UP  TO HIS LIFE. HE COULD HAVE PREVENTED ME FROM LOSING 15 YEARS OF LIFE BUT HID AND COWARD OUT. I SUFFERED MORE BECAUSE I KNEW HE KNEW THE TRUTH AND NEVER CARED TO COME BETWEEN IT IN ANY WAY. HE STUFFED HIS FACE WITH FOOD LIKE MY FATHER. MY SISTER MARRIED MY FATHER I NEVER PLANNED TO.
      I LIVED IN HELL. I WAS A HOSTAGE. A JC DUGARD FIGURE AND I LIVED AND STRUGGLED TO NOT LET MY FAMILY TURN ME INTO THEM OR MAKE ME LOSE MY SOUL INNOCENCE OR HUMOR HYOUTH. I FOUGHT. I BEGGED NO ONE CAME. MY BROTHER IN LAWS WORDS  HAUNTED ME FOREVER. AND ALMOST CHOKED ME KILLED ME NOT SAVE ME. SIMPLY ANYONE COULD HAVE SAID REMOVE HER AND TREAT HER FOR ABUSE AND STOP THE INSANITY NOW. I SUFFERED.
15 YEARS LATER I REALIZED THIS WAS NOT INDIANA JONES AND TEMPLE OF DOOM AND THEY WOULD NOT WAKE UP FROM THE SPELLL .. I KNEW I WOULD DIE AND I TOOK A LEAP OF FAITH. THAT LEAP WOULD LEAD TO MORE AND A JOB IN ARTIST STUDIO AND THEN GALLERY THEN A MIRACLE TO GET TO CARIBBEAN WHERE MY LIFE AFTER THREE YEARS OF SELF REHAB OF ABUSE, WOULD PROGRESS TO NEXT LEVEL OF RECOVERY, AND THEN KEEP GOING . I NEVER STOPPED ASKING FOR HELP TO ASSISTE ME AND GET CARE FOR TORTURE ABUSE AND PTSD. I NEVER GOT IT. DESPITE I WOULD BEGIN TO RECOVER MY LIFE AS SOON AS I TOOK BACK MY LIFE FROM MY FAMLY LIES DOCTORS AND OTHER WHO HAD ME NEARLY BRAIN WASHED TORTURED AND BROKEN. I BEGAN TO HEAL FASTER AND FASTER, I SUFFERD FROM PTSD , AUTISM SIEZURES, BROKEN BONES NEVER TREATED. DENTAL PROBLEMS FROM STRESS. ETC  IN A FEW YEARS I BEGAN TO HAVE NO RECALL OF THE PAIN AND MY LIFE BEGAN OVER TO BECOME THAT PERSON I WAS AT AGE 18.
 MY FAMILY DID NOT REPENT, REFELECT ON ACTIONS OR STOP AND CORRECT. THEY BEGAME MORE SCARED OF PROSECUTION, OR BEONG FOUND OUT BY SOCIAL CIRCLES THEY WERE INSANE, AND INSISTED TO BLOCK THIS OUT AND SAY TO ME. I WAS MENTALY ILL THAT WAS THAT. U NEED TO TAKE DRUGS.. I NEVER TOOK A DRUG IN ALL MY CLIMB BACK TO MY HEALTH I GRASPED GOD AND BEGAN TO LISTEN TO ME AND GOD. I NEVEF SWALLOWED A PILL OR DOCTOR AND I WON , OVER AND OVER ..
 MY LIFE  WAS TIED TO CARIBBEAN WHERE I STARTED TO RECOVERY. I HAD FREINDS AND ADAPTED AND WAS A FUN PERSON ONCE I BEGAN TO TURN BACK INTO WHO I WAS . I ALSO BEGAN TO REGAIN MY TALENTS TEN FOLD. THIS IS A TRUE STORY. MY FAMILY TO THIS DAY REFUSED TO GO TO DOCTOR AND TELL THEM THE TRUTH TO REMOVE A CURSE FROM ME. FOR MOST PART I REMOVED IT HTEM MYSELF. I BEGAN TO THRIVE. I WORKED IN AGALLERY FOR THREE YEARS , I GOT FIRED BUT STILL TIED TO THAT GALLERY AND I EXCELLED DESPITE I WAS THE TARGET FOR ART HEATHENS AND BULLIES. I DID NOT GO DOWN. I WAS TO SMAT YOUNG AND DETERMINED. HOWEVER I NEVER LET DOWN GUARD AROUND ANYONE OR MY FAMILY BECAUSE I KNEW THAT PEOPLE DID NOT WANT ME TO BE WHO I WAS. I BEGAN TO AHVE FUN RISE AND KEEP HEALING , DESPITE I NEEDED ALOT OF CARE, AND ATTENTION TO ABUSE I NEVER GOT. BUT I HAD GOD ON MY SIDE. I FOUND THAT PEOPLE WHO KNOW U HAVE GOD ON UR SIDE WILL BECOME JELOUS AND ALSO TRY HARDER TO TAKE U DOWN. I WAS THE ONE WIHT INNOCENT LIFE THE CHALLEGNGES AND  YET WAS NOT A DISTURBED MEAN GIRL OR HAVE SEXIUAL CONFLICTS . I KNEW MYSELF AND PATH SO WHEN I GOT TO SOMETHING TO REMOVE ME FROM FRONT LINES TRAUMATIC LIFE. I BEGAN TO COME BACK AND GET IT ALL. I HAD A FAME CARD IN MY HAND STILL A SENSE OF HUMOR I WAS NOT OLD I WAS INNOCENT AND I COULD CHOSE IN LIFE WHAT I WANTED.. I HAD VERSATILE TALENT BURRIED DEEP UNDER A LIE THAT ALMOST KILLED ME..
  WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE.: NOT ONE DOCTOR TREATED ME FOR ABUSE, THEY WERE TOLD NOT TO. MY FAMILY WHO COULD CARE LESS LIKE MY FAHTER AT AGE 18 THAT I WAS ALIVE AND HEALING BY GRACE OF GOD , KEPT WANTING TO KEEP ME SICK. THIS IS MUNCHAUSEN BY PROXY . ON BRIGHTER SIDE THEY ALL BEGAN TO GET SICK OF CANCER. SELF FUFILLED PROPHECIES OF THEIR OWN NERUOSIS AND DOOM. I BEGAN TO HEAL AND REGAIN LIFE HEALTH. I LVED TO GOD LOVED TO GOD AND KEPT STRONG. .......