nccotus

To be settled for 1 Million; if they act swiftly.

for me, I now realize, it was all about Arthur Robin, the kid by my father that I aborted at age 13. I was told it was a DNC.

my father was naive. He was so in love with his employer, who lavished him with praise, called him brilliant, paid him a good salary, and protected him from the elements in his new country, using his kids to do it.

meanwhile, all along he was sleighted as a patsy in case the kingdom came crashing down. He blamed it on me when b it did. I was at the state hospital. He used me there for my mental work over a situation that–I now know– he himself created!

I call it the Tracey T Problem or The Patsy S Problem. I have written about this.

I never got the hang of this until a couple of days ago, or was it yesterday.

I have been back-pedaling on this situation all my life since it happened in ’97 I believe.

my life is beginning to make sense again. That was Ian work.

I can now separate the Ian work from the premarriage work and the Jasmine, Alexandria, and the Arthur Robin work–the latter being the worst tuff that happened too horrible not to be true but now I see it–the eye injury/trip to England; the tasering–that’s the start of it.

Ian and I were so close I couldnt see it about him. To separate him from Arthur Robin who I never knew about except as an empty bad place in my groin. Also to close for me to understand. I finally rest now after seeing him here yesterday–my last post. What a healing moment to last for a lifetime.

the AT&T were the assholes that blocked me from this all my life.

Alexandria and Jasmine are finally in Heaven.

my job now is to disentwine Ian from Arthur so that he can live! And so Arthur finally has his shot at Heaven.