Maybe. Just Maybe (?)

After MY version of Sunday, Bloody Sunday yesterday, a tiny minority are beginning to see just how painful the last 18 months/2 years have been for me.

I’ve seen a lifetime of work stolen and re-used by others for their own profit.

I’ve seen my nationality hijacked and made fun of.

I’ve seen my words parroted by psychos in live chats.

I’ve seen MY birthday claimed by someone else.

I’ve seen praise and glory go to Fakers/Copy Cats without an original thought of their own.

I’ve seen BOTH my dead parents’ names used, abused and totally spat on.

I’ve seen myself called EVIL /Crazy /Mad /a Liar /Stalker / a FREAK /Troll /Thief/ a Patronising POS / a person with NO CONTENT/ a FREEMASON/ someone who PROJECTS her faults onto others /FAKE / a Douche-bag / someone desperate to be the next Mrs. ? ? ? / an Idiot/ and many other unforgivable things.

Just about every article here has been raped and re-used in some unholy twisted way to serve some TRULY psychopathic agenda beyond my control.

Do you know JUST HOW MUCH PAIN all the above has caused me?

Do you care?

Do you?

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