This Woman Is a Monster
how the person who has killed me chose not to care
MARY TOOK MY LIVLIHOOD TO BE A MOTHER — THEY DON’T CARE — THEY HAVE CONTINUED TO PROVE THEMSELF A HORRIFIC MONSTER — THEY CANNOT PRETEND TO BE A HELPER OF VULNERABLE PEOPLE AND DO THIS, I WILL NOT ALLOW IT IN WAKE OF MY DEATH — THEY CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO DO THIS TO ANOTHER PERSON LIKE ME — THEY CANNOT TAKE ANOTHER MOTHER FROM HER DAUGHTER BECAUSE THEY WILL NOT ACCEPT THE WAY THEY SEXUALLY USE, MANIPULATE, THEN DISCARD PEOPLE AS IMMORAL. CONSEQUENCES DON’T MATTER TO THEM - THEY EXPECT PEOPLE TO WORK LIKE THEY DO AND NOT NEED TO TALK WHEN THEY DON’T — THEY ARE EVIL INCARNATE PROVEN OVER AGAIN UNTIL THE MOMENT OF MY DEATH WHICH WILL BE KNOWN AS BY THEIR HANDS, BECAUSE IT WILL HAVE BEEN.
YOU CANNOT PUSH SOMEONE INTO A DEEPEST DEPRESSION STRAIGHT OUT OF AN INTIMATE RELATIONSHIP — LEAVE THEM CONFUSED — THEN REFUSE TO SPEAK WITH THEM FOR THEIR MENTAL HEALTH AND PRETEND YOURSELF A GOOD PERSON WORTH A PLACE IN SOCIAL CARE. YOU ARE WRONG AND EVIL IF SOMEONE LIKE THIS TRIES TO BREAK THROUGH AND YOU DENY THEM. YOU CAN’T DO THAT TO A MOTHER AND HELP MOTHERS. YOU CANNOT DO THAT TO A TRANS WOMAN AND PRETEND YOURSELF SOME PROGRESSIVE WHO PROTECTS VULNERABLE WOMEN.
I WILL RELASE A POST WITH THEIR FULL NAME BEFORE MY LIFE ENDS FROM THEIR CALLOUSNESS.
I WOULD LOVE TO BE WRONG BUT THEY HAVE PROVEN ME RIGHT.
I was begging for someone to save my life. I was begging and begging and begging. They were the adult person I cared for the very most.
They don’t care at all. They wouldn’t speak to me to prevent suffering and the loss of my ability to be a parent. Their negligence and ignorance is profound in how they refused—choosing some reactionary stance against my pleading, likely, victim blaming me for what their own disregard made me. Ignoring the rightness of owing someone who has given you trust of their open heart some due consideration.
They let me suffer in agony for years rather than having the spine to speak. They were aware I was losing my ability to move through the world as an effective human because of the anxiety and grief their refusal to ever speak to me again had been causing me—making me want to die every day, crying alone every night—and they were the one person my heart loved the most.
Just like everyone. They are a cis bigot. The only reason I can gather that this has gone on until I’m broken and done, is that they are offended I loved them and thought it some right to get a goodbye hug when they deigned themself done speaking to me forever, and that it’s beyond insulting because I’m a trans woman who they see as some entitled man.
They refused to be a human being and talk to me for preventing my death.
Nothing worse has ever been done.
My daughter will know the name of this evil woman who shall burn in hell for eternity for taking this mother from her daughter. Being her mom was the only dream I ever had, and my heart just couldn’t take being stripped bare and beaten down by somebody who had allowed me such precious space to be myself for the first time in my life.
This Mary—she used me sexually. She lied about wanting a friendship with me. She’d let me believe it was going to be for so long. She told such lies. Then gutted me like a fish and threw me into the trash when she was done getting what she wanted—one good pounding from a real penis.
PEOPLE SHOULD NOT TRUST THIS HUMAN.
