What Happens Now?

So what happens now? Justice? Restitution? My definition of freedom? The world FINALLY stop pretending like they don’t watch me (without my consent) in my private life as they ask me how my day/weekend/holiday was? Maybe this will be the day my aggressive oppressors and their supporters either wake up with the sense to be accountable or die (permanently stop the bullsh-t; death’s the last thing I want but lets be honest, after the bs I went through, and the ongoing conditions and acts that are continuing, I’m asking GOD to do me a few favors by removing my personal Michael Myers once and for all — no comebacks, no copycats, groupies, loopholes… none of that! Them and their oppressive pose are done for good).

WHAT. HAPPENS. NOW?

Will David and his family reach out about participating in exploiting me? Doubt it. In fact, how did it become “poor David”? The guy was a serial cheater, liar, thief and fraud. I’ll explain more about him later in another post but he did not have redeeming qualities except being fun sometimes and okay on the eyes. So how did he get sympathy and I got the scarlet letters? I don’t recall sleeping with my brother’s fiancé, hitting women, hairline anger issues and total “Me, Me, ME!” for the majority of relationships but hey, maybe because he’s white and has a penis, I don’t know.

Well, if David is a lost cause, maybe I can count on Marcus to say the truth. You can’t tell my sarcasm through words yet so let me reveal to you that was sarcasm…HARD. I wouldn’t expect him to admit anything honest because the foundation of our last relationship was based on him raping me and triangulation (with a woman he cheated on too). And let me just say, that cookie had a few walnuts in her but seeing who she dated, I don’t blame her. This guy too— in fact, everyone, I mention in this article will be talked about in a later post but I truly wish people had the audacity to speak up directly to me instead of done what they did and continue to do.

Yeesh, perhaps my relatives and associates or co-workers would come through but alas, these fu-kers are the worse. No loyalty. Absolutely none and apparently the only people who had any moral or ethics were strangers (the messages were delivered either passively in a God complex tone or mockingly, but it served a better purpose than those I exhibited the most loyalty to).

What happens now?? Seriously. I spent years being distracted in a cultivated environment full of narcissists and was either reacting to or mirroring them. Now that I have a better understanding — not a thorough understanding, but now that I have a better understanding with less distractions, deflections and illusions, I’m ready to write about what the fuck I have to deal with. There are people who don’t or haven’t experienced this grandiose unique situation but I am fortunate there are considerate and compassionate strangers in the world. I haven’t had anyone tell me directly what is going on yet. In fact, everyone is playing dumb. And others, are just not communicating with me, only passively towards me. It supports isolation and being ostracized by the world — and while there are people who pretend they’re happy alone, they’re also the ones fortunate to have family/friends/not be in this situation while recently posting their Turkey Day plate (eye roll at their ignorance and hypocrisy).

At this point, I’m expecting no one to be an adult. I’ve been the only one to remain diplomatic as the world slips back into American slavery times. Telling me what I already know and exposing what I don’t would be the real beginning of the end for my would-be oppressors and their kiss ass followers. For now, this is a start. I have no desire to provide the content I used to now that I know I was oblivious to everything, I was being manipulated and exploited, harmed and sabotaged (property and things broken in order to keep spending money; bodily damages and pranks), robbed and humiliated, threatened, gaslighted, and a lot more bs from society all because two males victimized themselves after I moved on. What. The. Fuck.

sighs So…what happens now?

(Grateful at least there are resources and some Twitter accounts who’ve shown compassion, patience and understanding as I try to move my way through and hopefully out of this situation. Also to note, that I won’t be a mirroring participant in the ugliness that was done to me. In a “Who the fuck do you think you are?” tone, this is an account/history record about those who decided to manipulate the situation and have a very bitter, longstanding unhealthy vendetta towards me. I will be, as I have always done, take accountability of my reactions AND post them as I will do the content of their actions to maintain a fairness that was not given to me. Not everyone will be addressed because there have been responsible people who followed my lead and moved on. My only response are to those who feel entitled to try to control the situation that has led to a corrupt system based on ego, lies, cowardice and possessiveness.)

UPDATE 5/27/22: Early this year, I discovered Danielle is one of the initiators, while Marketta and relatives are proxy.