I write these facts because I have to, to get them out of my skin.
I write these facts because we need to know them, and neither of our memories are reliable. Mine went missing in action, and hers is utterly corrupted by “the system”. Brain washed, re programmed.
I write these things because they are wrong, worthy of correction.
I write these things because a force inside me has to.
I write so I may breathe in their release, and a prayer that there truly is justice, good health care, and honest government ministers, and they can’t wait to assist us.
I write because what I hoped and prayed for has not been found. These systems wiped out our lives, along with those of many others.
And, they may change.
I write, bringing that change about. Starting by getting to know myself, learning what in hell is going on ?
I write even though you threaten me with prison, because I know, nothing calling its self justice could send a woman to prison for writing for her rights, and the safety of herself and a child.
Only the corrupt and inhumane could incarcerate for this. Which they do. Ignoring diabolical abuse of entire families.
Writing, waiting condemnation, unfolding non the less.
What is it that I write that troubles you so much. I speak of truthful expression, love, creativity, and protecting children. What in this causes you to violently oppose, assault and falsley imprison me into silence ?
What offense is it that I commit, that causes government officials to become so fearful, deny human rights and violate. Waking me from sleep to do it ?