Soldiers to See and Do

Today, as I observe, I find myself thinking of things that I wish not to share. I wish privacy in my life that does not exist yet. I feel how I am vulnerable in my life. So much ritualism my way that I am puppetted to a very cruel degree. Once I have helpful people in my vicinity, it will not just cease right away. I need these soldiers to understand and be able to immobilize my legs, arms, head, neck, and spine so that I do not hurt myself with the wickedest convulsions that have ever existed. We can make a protocol quickly, but I need to be listened to THE FIRST TIME, because I do get to a point of paralysis and inability to speak. I hate that this is the way, but others will have their opportunity to see what I have been going through alone and will be able to HELP instead of just walking away and letting police and hospital personel devour and beat me unconscious. It has been so much worse than you all see and know. Evil is in my every day, and those who are in professions that are supposed to help have done so more than just abuse. They have tortured very openly as I hear them laugh about it.