What would you do?

What would you do if someone stole your identity and your life?

What would you do if not a single person you know trusts your character? What would you do if everyone you know believed lies about you?

What if all of this happened and still there is not one new person you can meet or talk to that hasn’t heard some sort or version of slander about who you are or your character?

What would you do if this came about after every single person you knew insulted, belittled, and disrespected you?

What would you do if every single person you knew, and everyone new you meet, knows why except you?

What if not a single ounce of honest, sincere, direct communication could change anything?

What if there is nothing you could do?

There is nothing I can do.

So, I will write.

And I will tell the stories.

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