Walking Back in Time…

I just love my hubby… he is really working hard to listen when I go off on one of my journey’s… such a sweet heart and he’s going to talk with someone…. so what does that have to do with this confab???? Walking back in time… that’s easy peasy….

As I understand the chaos I have lived with is from the strokes… it helps to put my memories back in chronological order, which has been a major issue for me and throw in tons of doubt, becasue of the lies Freda & Peggy kept saying up till I got my memories back… that is exactly what I have been fighting through…

Walking back in time… when the El Paso shrink brought up the edetic memory, I considered it and tossed it… just as a fluke, but it hung around and pushed me to confront the chaos… that was 2011… 1 year after I stood in Freda’s kitchen and told her I was missing memory and her comment to me, “some things are best not remembered”!!!

Talk about a human playing god… wonder if she got off on that moment… She is truly a twisted human being, but so is Trump and his base is right there with him… sorry I digress, shootings popped into my mind…

The chaos… the one thing I didn’t understand… and come to find out… it likely was associated with the hippocampus and the stroke on the right temporal lobe the MRI found in December of last year…. and getting that little bit of knowledge since December… that chaos is truly and finally melting away….

I don’t like this memory ability, I am always catching someone in a lie… always, it’s like being psychic, which tells ya how psychics operate……

I never understood it as a kid and when I figured out how to block memories… I used it to my advantage… and that’s when the nightmares really took hold… I had been having nightmares since the first beating at 5 years old… by the time the Japan beating happened I was near 15 years old… and had another stroke, which freaked Freda and she made me that ugly Orange poncho… hate that color to this day…

Chaos, sorting it out, making sense, putting things in a proper timeline…. has made me walk back through my life from now to as far back as my memories will take me… and as I walk that path… the deceptions and lies start to peel away….

Told Mike, with us coming off the market and likely being on Hawaii a year or two longer… the book isn’t going to write it’s self… but that move would have allowed me to go back to Big Springs, Texas and the scene of my death… the house is still there and I know it’s exact location…. freaky huh…

For now, it’s document the memories, so that the paper trail is there if something happens to me… I have to be realistic and know that with having so many strokes, I am at very high risk for another… and that could take all my memories…. not something I waste time thinking about, because I have done all I can, to document this journey, so that those who did these crimes… never truly get away with it… like Trump is doing in plain sight….

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Sgt. USAF DAV I Remember… Margie…