My Life Isn't Yours.

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When I was adopted by the family I was adopted into, I was subjugated into a journey that lasted a lifetime until this moment where I am writing this letter to those that have selfishly absolved themselves from participating in my life.

Although there is no reason you should not know these things, I will keep it fair as a lot of you already know nothing about me, though you assume you would allow the social upheaval in your lives as if you would not kill yourself. As that idea formulates in your conscience, prove to yourself that you will do such a thing should you feel the hypocrisy of ignorance of why you would consider a delusion in the first place.

If you ever understood why a person thinks, read on, if you never understood, you probably would still.

Although there is little chance based on past experience that any of you ever understood what you were doing in the first place there is a serious inclination that none of you tried. Awareness of why you do choose to do wrong is not the same thing as why you did it. If there is need for explanation please leave a comment.

I grew up in an adoptive home by the name of Willger, my name is posted on the internet, it is followable by a Google search and is not some weird conspiracy as most common people believe as there are things that happened that should not be explained on my website as I will not partake in such a nasty train of thinking.

I did not consent to the treatment I received as a child to those people, I did not consent to being thought of in the ways they thought of me. If there is a reason they did, they have severe psychiatric delusions.

I was told by a psychiatrist, that it is my right as a “schizophrenic” to be put into a government payment plan called SSI which was basically not consensual under the circumstance that I did not understand the simple idea about what psychiatry is. I did factually understand that it must sci-fi that they can actually heal me. By healing, what I mean is using drugs to heal my mental state, which was not a problem other than it was called nihilism in philosophy. If any of you personally know the fallacy psychiatrists use it’s that it is a chemical imbalance to be alive through hormones and brain chemicals. Through M.D. knowledge without Ph.D. knowledge they proclaim through language which is a Ph.D. that a person would ever understand what they do. In fact I’m sure most people do, based on how they react to adversity. 

Mostly what I endured was easy. That is not my fault, there were bouts of suffering in my adult-teen years based on the pharmaceutical drugs that were prescribed to me through some form of guinea pig idea that I am a slave to the economy and to prove myself I must have to work somehow, though I did not want to based on the current economy and the dead end notion that I would have to work while living at my parents while basic needs were while I had a computer to do stuff on as if I were studying like a university student. If I were to help you understand what you’re wondering right now, maybe you could take some advice and Google search, “how to be a lazy fucking idiot for the rest of my life?" Google will surely defy that you should, and being that I never typed you can give me money for that insightful understanding that you all want to be like me based on a judgment that is absolutely non-paradoxically false at all.

Although 10 years of study is a basic understanding of why a person would misunderstand what that means, I am a fucking grown ass adult now. Drop it.

I was unlawfully subjugated for 10 unrelated years because of an unlawful state of judgment based on lower than juris doc law.I am not a criminal. I am not investigated as one. What you don’t understand is that you would have to live my life, my own life. Not yours. Not his, not for yours, not because you’re selfish, but maybe because you’re stupid. I will not go into details, you probably exist to be as dumb as you’ve been this entire time, just to read this entire paragraph to deny reality up until this point, unarguably, just to deny again that I’m not saying what you want to hear.

None of it was your business, none of it is your business. What that means is that you can pay me to see it yourself.