While I am here…

I could write novels about all that we have traversed. Perhaps.

I have removed myself from the bounds of public social media, for most purposes. The removal of my writing was a painful choice to make and one I hope can be rectified, whether today is a successful attempt or some day down the road. Leaving the interactive spots of SM has been a beautiful walk. I’ve walked it before and failed to remain in silence, until these past months.

For all of the individuals and organizations that would say, “oh, if the internet is full of harassment and troubles, just unplug and stay off,” I have a very long list of exactly how ridiculous and wrong you are. In fact, it amuses me, the hypocrisy of people chasing nations and influencers with pointed fingers and claims of internet influencing that alters societies, politics, elections, and the minds of many — being the same people that think it all goes away when you pull the modem plug.

If I know of several suicides that have been heavily influenced by social media operatives, how many others happened outside of my small window of the internet? And the jobs called or the jobs that never were, because of social media trolls that are gleeful in hate and misdeeds? The families broken? Reputations unfairly and maliciously destroyed?

I am so thankful that my strength in God, Truth, Love, and Goodness has prevailed in saving my family. The road to here, was screaming pain, anxiety, and a resolve to make it right. For myself and several others that have been so pursued that the safety and welfare of our children are thrown into the balance, no simple words can explain. Sick and twisted operatives literally engage in financing legal battles to affect our children, employing smear campaigns, throwing deception around (in the guise of being righteous), while placing the innocent in danger and causing them emotional turmoil. It is beyond measure of the definition of the word disturbing.

Me and mine, we are safe. When you hold strong and do not bend into the madness of chaos makers, it becomes clear who the abusers are and who is being maligned. Sure enough abusive, chaotic, and malicious individuals cannot keep the false faces on. Their characters will eventually be revealed. As will the truth.

While I say that unplugging does not cure it all, I admit to a beautiful energy that has filled me since I walked away. Has my absence stopped the nonsense? No. People continue to attempt dragging me through the mud or feign that I’m a part of things I am not. They go so far as to imply connections to myself and continued communications that do not exist. What they do not understand is that my presence for a long while was made certain only in my need to secure and provide information to protect my family from devious hands. Justice, truth, and security being the truth behind it all. The pleasant hope and enjoyment of social media had long since faded away. When I started using my Twitter account in late 2017, I was filled with a desire to create a better life and I was naive in believing I found others wanting to create a better world, take action in ending the injustices, and protect the innocent. Some exist, but most of us have found our honest wish to create a better world is the very thing that sets evil eyes upon us. For them, goodness inspires their hate and they will come, directly or in the guise of being one of us. It’s a hard truth when so many do gooders are really the worst do badders. It takes time and patience to see through to find the tells. When people with powerful connections and resources have been the issue, it is not prudent to make public declaration - IF a person intends to pursue justice and truth. At least, not in direct or detailed terms. Be good, share good, do good, but they’ll eat you alive if you tell the demons you are coming to end their devilish behaviors.

I left when I had assurances I had done all that I could, for justice and protection of my family. At least, done in any capacity warranting my presence in the social media world. I’ve been the recipient of many notes letting me know exactly how my name is being dragged around. This is not shocking news. I’ve been defamed, harassed, stalked, and threatened for years now. It is not nice to have my name smeared, witness lies and mind games, or any part of the sickness. Yet, when people literally reach in to great levels of causing harm, the perspective shifts. I understand the difference between the internet trolls, the illegal operations that need to end in entirety, and the immediately dangers of those that seek greater harms. I laugh at many of the moronic attempts now, as I live in freely in reality and apparently my clones reside within the minds of the wicked, always present for their games. Imagine being so magical as to exist so constantly. ;) The moment I secured the safety of my family, a jubilant energy rushed over me. It is so beautiful and amazing to just live my life. The worlds of adventure, art, history, and endless opportunities are where I cast my eyes and life. Family, faith, fun, and the pursuit of greater things are the prescriptions for ignoring people that only seek to destroy and hurt. Mind you, if they seek to harm me and mine, I will take swift and grand actions to ensure that justice prevails. Don’t worry about the optics, it’s a slow drip in the sands of time in today’s legal system.

Should I have to become silent to save myself? Well, no, not in a righteous world. I am not one to believe that bullies should be allowed to own the show and their victims made to sink into a corner of silence. It’s gross. Unplugging has not stopped the problems. In fact, some grow as certain operatives seek to draw me back in and they punish me for my wish and choice to go in peace. It seems, wanting to live and protect our families is offensive to the creeps. They paint bloody hate across the pages of their stories. I prefer to soar and create glorious scrolling words of happiness, in my life and for all that I may reach… letting my story be of my own making and not excused by the taint of others.

To all of the good souls that I’ve had to walk away from, please know that I appreciate you and wish our world was a better place that did not require such a choice.

To those that seek to gratify themselves with hurting myself and others, you’ve got no power. If you need to be stopped, I won’t be jumping into any arguments or mind games to put a cork in your insanity. I’ll pray that you choose better, before the hammer of justice slams down. Whether the justice system does the job, life’s balance, or the hand of God, I feel relieved to know that if you’re doing evil, you will reap the consequences of your deeds.

I’m sure anyone following along can imagine the names to insert here and there, where I’ve been at peace enough in this moment to insert none.

Life must be lived. Make it incredible, adventurous, joyful, wrapped in love and laughter. Never let your days be lost to the world of hate and negativity.

Now I think I’ll go write a story. Thank you to all that give me peace as my family faces saying goodbye to a loved one and we embrace Remembrance of the beautiful moments shared.

Mindy — MindInspired