Vows are vows. Just keep your agreements verbal and written.
I was born April 1962. Zero “birth control” since probably because my mother couldn’t wear a puffy white dress.
My father’s birthday? 06FEB26
My mother’s “passing:” 7FEB00
“Changeling” trying to intrude upon God’s Divine Plan…. Born Naomi Louise Nelson 08FEB91…. 65 years and 2 days apart from my father. His “head injury” occurred (presumably) 65 years and two days in *his* past… from? 08FEB91
If you are meant to be in a “line” then you know where the *end* of the line is then wait your turn like the post office. Anything, “accidental” wouldn’t need three kinds of birth control to prevent it from happening when you are forced into the deed.
Rape creates “barracuda babies” which belong to the mother in most cases. Unless you are me.
Then your barracuda baby destroys the mother at her birth because CPS refused to take her away. I wasn’t harming my zygote with foul living.
DylanRae Naomi (Louise) Nelson Metcalfe Fiore, etc., adopted herself away from me legally by changing her name and announcing in a civil court of law that Maggie Metcalfe is legally her mother (of choice rather than her birth mother) at the age of 21 without any notice from CPS or Maggie or herself informing me, Melinda, until September 2012. It “hit” me in November, about 9 weeks later that my bio-daughter must have filed on her birthday in order for the ruling to be law and finalized in September.
That child was welcome in my family.
DylanRae’s 1st Christmas:
DylanRae’s First Birthday!
My bio-father asked Naomi how old she was and she replied that she was five and we all thought it was cute.
MJ’s 30th Birthday a few weeks later.
If you love something set it free. If it comes back to you it’s yours. Or it was never yours to take in the first place.
I have taken as much as I’m willing to take from absolutely every single one of you.
No kidding.
Now ask yourself what I’m trying to tell you. Perhaps you’ll hear my father’s voice in your ear telling you that “things will be fine… ” like has driven ME bat-shit crazy my whole “adult” existence.
Take Good Care,
Meliora Volens

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