I wanted a platform that would allow me to express myself freely, share what I know, and discuss things that matter to others. I also know that the community is quite engaged and evolving.
Lately, I haven't been sleeping well. If I had whipped out my handy-dandy leather bound journal and started writing, I probably could have slept better.
But I didn't.
My brain has been working on a perfect storm. Problem-solving, soul-searching, plotting, planning, and doing it all over again. Each iteration refined.
And I could feel it: the perfect solution would dawn soon.
There's been lots of moving pieces. Some of them include:
-- the current state of the legal system,
-- having survived family court,
-- living without my children even though they aren't 18 yet,
-- knowing grievances and injustices were playing out during more than one case, but not being able to put my finger on them,
-- being exposed to verifiable credentials technology and ninja-like things called zero-knowledge proofs,
-- finally learning about the legal system,
-- actual experiences vs. perceived experiences,
-- reflected understanding, and
knowing I can finally speak.
Calculated and restricted at certain points, but yes, I can speak, nonetheless.
But how? What is the most effective way? Which way is the safest for all involved?
The puzzle pieces are starting to finally fit together. I can see some of the bigger picture and see exactly how my experiences can now be used to help others. Some of the picture is still fuzzy, but things are starting to take shape.
When good finally comes from the bad (by allowing it or creating it), it redeems and heals the bad in some ways.
Don't get me wrong. I still get mad. False accusations, lying, and corruption "chap my hide" more than just about anything.
A legal system that upholds those behaviors or even seems to encourage it, to me is despicable and reprehensible.
Maybe in my life time, that will change. Maybe it won't. Either way, I know I exactly what to do.
I know now exactly how to combat it -- and more importantly -- where to direct the stress and where to focus it.
And because of it, I'm far calmer, far more reposed, and far less afraid.
That fact alone, bothers my enemies more than anything.
Not talking about it, is no longer an option.
It's like trying to put a fire out by smothering it in a thick oil of pleadings, motions, and affidavits.
Trying to suffocate it, just makes it spread. How it's spread, is key. And something my enemies, never really saw coming.
As a mother, I can tell you that surviving certain things, coming out on the other end of it stronger than before, and ready to redirect and change the narrative, is an extremely powerful force.
My own mother worries about me less, is amazed, and proud.
My children watch and observe, getting a different perspective -- a healthier perspective. They get to see action, healthy choices, and courage modeled in the face of and while, experiencing powerful emotions.
Living, surviving, and being happy despite the wrongdoings is freedom.
Is that really, actually possible while dealing with our current legal system?
I believe it is.
To let you know you're not alone.
To prove to you that an alternate way exists.
To point you to a resource that can give you the answers you so desperately need.
To show you there's hope on the other side.
To let you watch (as much as I can without doxxing people or violating orders), if I deal with any legal situations in the future,
You have a right to know these things.
You have a right to learn for yourself.
You have a right to be able to protect yourself in court.
You have a right to discuss these things openly with your attorney, if you choose to have one.
You have a right to learn how the courts work and how to work the courts.
You have a right to be heard.
You have a right to share the facts.
If you or someone you know is dealing with, or ever has dealt with our legal system in anyway shape or form, I hear you. I see you. I feel you. I know what you're going through, what your friends, family or other loved one is going through. Unless you've been medically diagnosed as such, you aren't crazy. You aren't abnormal.
You've just had key information kept from you, one way or another. And it's wreaked absolute havoc in your day-to-day life, effected your job, stressed your relationships with friends and family, left you alienated, and financially impacted with adjectives that doesn't do it justice.
I think it's time to change that.
Don't you agree?
Court doesn't have to be scary anymore.
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