Congratulations Ma’am

The most outrageous thing the torture group told me was that during my torture I had a child and didn’t know I had. They claimed it was something I had willfully forgotten. Well that was the story during the Jakob Dylan months. Here goes…

I was ten years old when i became pregnant with triplets. The father was of course Jakob Dylan. I hid this pregnancy from my parents. When I was due Jakob came and got me, took me to the hospital and arranged everything to go down in secret so no one would question my age and his presence. Jakob took the boys to a friend to raise. I heard my children speak for the first time one night during these four months. It was magical.

The David months featured a different version. It was exactly the same except David was the father, I gave birth to one baby and the baby was a girl.

I never told any one I believed I was a mother. So it doesn’t count right? The torture group considers my body to be that of a mother’s. I’d only been about fifty pounds overweight since age ten. They just flat out lied and had no qualms about the validity. Their obsession with insanely young pregnancy, which happens less than 1% of youth pregnancies, continues to this day. It just fits the version of me they would like to have seen. They consider me to be a motherly person. And also a rape victim.

These ridiculous stories are a signature of the torture group. They go all out with the inanity. I remember thinking during the first year of schizophrenia that I wasn’t hearing the full truth. The people I was listening to kept pinging something in my mind that said they know something but aren’t telling me. The stories were so laughably ridiculous and I couldn’t turn away but I found something calling me in them.

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