wants to say things. She is not guilty. We are under the threat of mafia violence. We are prisoners.
I feel like she wants me to say that I was well treated which I was.
Every 1 is telling me that any 1 interacting with me is hassled until the relationship becomes impossible.
My entire life - at first it’s pretty good not great - then it gets crazy worse until I leave angry.
I try to be fair to all.
“You are.”
I sent you all this jewelry that came back to me. They won’t even let me mail my jewelry. That’s how scared she is of me.
“Oh yes.”
Uncle Jaime is also beyond fed up.