I told people what you did to me, and to my surprise they didn’t paint me as the villain.
They offered support, genuine care and asked if I needed help.
They didn’t know what you were doing to me. Why didn’t I tell them sooner?
I’m finding my voice, and I swear to god you will hear it.
They called me today to warn me that you were being told my details, that I was the one who submitted the complaint. They wouldn’t normally tell me this confidential information but they’re so scared for my safety because YOU are a monster.















