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Hey guys. Sorry I went quiet on y’all. You all have been checking in a lot, so I figured I needed to write something ASAP.

So I was taking a delightful Saturday afternoon nap when my mother called. Now, before I go into this story, please just know I was raised better than this. Mama didn’t move to the trailer park in whichever Carolina it is until I was in my 30s. She has always been crazy; she just had higher standards when I was a kid.

It’s National Law Enforcement Day. Or as I always call it: fuck the police day.

Okay so the videos are not going over well. You are readers, not viewers. That experiment is over. I tried. I don’t know, I hope it made people see me as an actual person rather than just words on a website or the ranting crazy lady on the interwebs.

Come spit ball ideas with me when the rape is coerced  

So here it is, the first video. A brief intro to me and my case. Sorry about low low-quality footage, my phone was taking videos too large for me to upload self self-hosting. 

I had a lovely rape-free weekend with LawyerBoy. We thought about nothing, talked about nothing, for hours on end. We watched my favorite old musicals and he made lasagna. It was nothing—but it was everything I needed.

I’m trying something a little different next week. I want to allow the Attorney General candidates to get to know me a little and know that despite what the counterterrorism unit says I don’t bite.

Tomorrow it begins.This is the next year. This is the election year. This is the calm before the storm. This is what is coming. This is the new hope. This is putting the war paint on and going to war—not a physical war, but a war of words. A war of campaign promises. A war of tweets. A war for women.

So the whole family is here now. I was missing big bro, but Christmas does have a tendency to bring families together. And by together, I mean all reading the website of the woman a patriarch of the family raped. And we all do it on Christmas. Don’t you just fucking love the holiday season. Tinsel and hot cocoa and family time listening to the screams of the woman being raped. It’s so nostalgic.

I spent the weekend at LawyerBoy’s house. I only showed up two days late for Christmas dinner. We talked a lot, mainly about this situation. He was remarkably good to me this weekend. He is trying so hard to help me.