On the way to the visit, there was a lot of harassment actually. I wrote down some plate numbers, but the stranger thing was seeing throw up all over the sidewalks. Over and over, throw up on the sidewalks.
I have to find someone who wants to help me, who is a lawyer from out of the area, and I also need to figure out who will be my ally for exposing what's been happening and who will help me get my son back.
I guess I have a lot of reports to make. About the right people. For once, I am going to get it right.
Not only that, when I went to the hospital last night, to Central Washington Hospital, there were a couple of people waiting there who I could tell had issues with me.
One woman was very friendly but tried to bring up how she commonly gave this particular prescription to people in jail.
I don't know why she brought up jail. I have never done anything to be in jail but I know a lot of corrupt people here in this town who have.
As for my anxiety, it's there and I'm thinking about how to approach it. There isn't anything wrong with me besides the stress these people have created for me. But otherwise I'm fine. But I have been so stressed out and traumatized by what has been going on, ever since the separation, that I don't know how to handle things and I've been locked out of employment as well.
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