It’s a weird truth to improve or be found in the wrong on a level that you lose purpose in life and people don’t only not know who you are or think you don’t make sense unrelateable and that’s a sad fact about life analytics and money not knowing who is strong for whom, or be in disbelief over what I have reported on voices. Listen I understand you did not like my pen name, you don’t care for my story, you think Im mean can’t keep track of what sounds good or is reality versus what sounds like mental illness, and I get that Im discriminated in that way, because of my story and cares and while I can accept how negative that’s interpreted its also up to me to improve no matter how Im studied closely by photo, without photo, see my face, don’t see my face, video, date, meetings, drink or whatever you think is dark about me, if I state when you say bad terms or what the value of words are I said:

• You walk through your words
• A mistake is repeated until exposed
• You can’t tell from you or from a voice
• You only live life once
• If you say bad terms then you become bad terms
• If you are insulted, then you lose your head
• If you get scared you black out don’t remember
• Suicide is a bad decision a mistake

And in every way I tried to live life, or explain how I felt for whatever reasons I was hurt based on what I said I have to accept on any basis “Im too late” disabled, means I cant control to what extremes Im hurt until a person thinks they are right and its not my job to get well to love or belong push myself to extremes to stay alive or be in court, and no court means its okay to extremes top bring up that past 12 years and question my own life and my own decisions or my own explanations pr question evolution the economy mental health or tech or any case.

It’s a sad and unfortunate fact that voices bring up issues about weight, attractiveness, love, sexuality, being cool or not cool, and maybe its not my life that tell you Im good enough. May its my mistake to blog, or work jobs, or go to law school or should have died by suicide Feb 2009, whatever you are mad at me know that Im suffering and I don’t deserve for people who don’t know me to be hard on me or use nay code issue politic against me or accuse me of being forgetful in the end I know what life is about, people use you, try to control you, steal you, use world war 3 against you, call stuff treatment, cant help you, punish you, hurt you, and pretend like everything a joke.