Life Update!!

oh my god guys, 

living all this out has been crazy. i'm going to have to get a SECOND set of marriage license and birth certificates as my ex-roommate kept my things and hid them in order to help control me-- then invited me to move back with her! So, poo not just yet where I need to be but, I am happy. I have a sudden change of life and skill sets that have resulted in the term Prophet Ella becoming real. I am now a Prophetess for a local pastor and happily respected by his ministry- mostly this means reminding the man to care for himself so he can care for others. This basically means I am psychic and able to discern medical issues with a quick scan and even blessed with being able to discern other things without looking into cracking out the Zombie Tarot deck I now own! I would love to offer readings for the cheap $40 a pop but let me get my head on straight after the weekends fiasco with a seizure medicine--- I got higher than a kite, lol! Worse it hit me like a set of bricks on the downer side.

I STILL have not gotten contact with the kids... my husband is pulling parental alienation crap and digging himself a very deep hole to crawl into. Only, I remember now that he used to keep my old meds which disrupted my memory in the lineup with my current prescriptions. I know this was meant to do what is done with Seroquel out here in bar attacks--- to use as a drug that caused agreeableness and forgetfulness.... as my husband tried to get me sent home with Seroquel last year and only my own personal determination to have something permanently controlling my seizures kept it from becoming the med I went home on from a psych ward he convinced EMT's to drive me too. As it was he basically ambushed and nearly pushed me into forced sex in the first hour home because I was now finally whatever he could possibly want.... the person he proposed to and would forget his bullshit, or the woman he drugged into forgetting to disagree and took to the swinger circuit as his entry fee. This will never be admissible as a concern in court as I cannot prove allegations of past abuses going back to my son's 4th month--- nearly 10 years ago.

I love you all and hope you will continue to share my stories and vote over which shall be finished by commenting on each story. Love to you all and expect my life to be safe and protected by the aide agencies I had enrolled with (before losing my ID!). I was forced to delay my walk while an incident report of the reaction I had to the most recent attempt at medicating my seizures was picked apart. Boy-- some drugs should never be introduced to my system! 

I also would LOVE suggestions for people to take on my groups that I own and things I just cannot miss going on in the fandom.