Last word you don't have to read it. My dad was military 23 year officer, and we moved to a pretty house, at a good deal. No one is protected. They pushed me into suicide in front of him. He's older they had me late. My Mom sobbed as ambulances came with fire trucks when I was 18, and my neighbors laugh. Who is doing this is more important than the fact it's done.
No one is protected they could give a f*ck about him or his service record. Your dead, or alive. These guys moved on to be successful and have families. Like they didn't do more drugs than me in high school. I got tagged and put on a list that never ends. I'm just grateful to be in a poor neighborhood now that is a hidden gem of a place. Even if my family is all successful and makes well over 100k because they weren't hurt. I'm safe and the illusion of that life is forever gone.
The American dream is dead for me, but that's ok it could be worse. Were still alive. I'll keep you posted if this works. It worth a try. I'm only 5 foot 4, and 114lbs. I'm not a bad ass. Happiness is more important to me at this point.
It's scary how much power they have. They hurt my parents, an my dad who is a vet with a great record. I'm just glad the ones in suits stay away. It could be worse. Hang in there and try to find your happiness. No one is safe, butat least were alive.
