My blog is a virtual diary, and many of my writings are personal. Yet to say I am not driven by an unseen force to share my thoughts would be a lie.
I no longer have a voice on social media, with the exception of Facebook-the venue Linda Paris calls the Seventh Mezzanine Level of Hell. I had accounts under the moniker The Hippy Chic on Twitter, AnonUp, We Go Social, Rumble, BitChute-you name it, I’ve been there.
I never waivered in speaking my truth, and that got me banned on every site. Every last one.
While I miss my fellow Anons, I try to share their information. I pray for them, cry and laugh with them-they don’t know because I am anonymous now-but there is one man who does know, who has always known.
How can I be certain?
Let’s just say that’s between him and me.
I will never, not in this lifetime or those to come, be able to thank you enough, John.
I love you with all of my heart.