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I have had migraines ever since the TV interview beating, so having them now isn’t so bad, you get used to them and adapt… But damn it!!! It won’t slow down and give me a break… I have talked Homer’s ear off this afternoon, telling him the memories I remember…
Due to the TBI on my right frontal temporal lobe, I am a typical brain injury patient… I remember the before, which I just wrote…
May 1967… Less than 3 months away from giving birth to a child not of my father’s blood… and like any kid on the verge…
Yea, that’s a title that doesn’t quite do the incident at 8 years old justice and nor does it do the memory of my brother…
It is ironic… Once the memory trigger happened in 2017, recalling these disturbing memories at will is harder than living with the PTSD nightmares…. I…

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…
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