Mojo took a Hiatus….

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Happy Friday or are you sleep deprived like me because it stormed all night??? We have more rolling in also, but we are dry, so it is needed…

I was concerned with my ability to write without the emotional upheaval of family drama… or government corruption or lack of VA health care or just freaking out trying to make ends meet of all the added costs caused by christians… (Do you realize those humans have no conscience???)

If they did, rape would not be a priority now would it???

Inclusion would be a priority, but it isn’t, if you disagree with them and you make them think, then they ostracize you…πŸ˜‰

Writing right now, I am more into thought process than I am into writing… Working out the mental health side of this journey is more important than being read…

Evaluating Freda’s behavior and actions during her life time and yea I got a couple theories, but those have to play out to a conclusion and thats a lot of evaluating and that means using my hiccuping eidetic memory and making sure what I remember is not clouded in any way…

As for the siblings behavior, well, I knew them the minute they did rude an obtuse an narcissistic at the family reunion…

They don’t have Freda’s ability to hide behavior, they just are who they are… Christians… I loved making them feel guilty too….😈😈 Hows that pearl ring or peridot ring looking sisters😈😈😈

Life is changing for me, I see it and I feel it… My body wants a wheelchair, my brain wants freedom…

I push myself daily to do the work to keep mobile… I know at some point I will lose functional use of my left arm, so I learn now, how to do with one hand…

Freda and Don Bagwell are dead, but the crimes they did live on in me…

But my brother got 70% for PTSD from the VA and I got told I had a personality disorder even though my body is broken…

Thats our governments treatment of women… Oh a my sister got slapped once…

Start at the beginning to read how I overcame christians, US Air Force and U.S. government corruption to come out smelling like a rose😘😘😘

My coffee is getting cold…

I remember…

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But… the estate is still viable for statute of limitations, so who knows what may happen if they piss me off😘😘😘

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I am Maggi, given that name on Okinawa during the Vietnam war by a group of Marines in transit at Naha AFB… At 17 years old I didn’t know I was missing memory… I had lost the first 17 years of life and was about to embark on a journey of intrigue, murder, rape, military coverup and live a life, most only dream about… Will I ever remember my youth or will I always walk in shadow not knowing who I was…

This is my story of survival…

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