…possibly, probably?

Y’know, it’s not as though, out of the clear blue, I suddenly decided to cry wolf and claim I was molested. I don’t remember ever being molested. However, on Saturday, May 18, 2024, someone alleging to be my mother (Diane L. Faber) sent me multiple, convincing text messages from an unknown number saying as much. I’ve kept the old, Android phone containing the messages, as evidence. (I switched to iPhone a few weeks later to combat the rampant, unconstitutional infiltration of my personal information systems.)

We’re about 5 weeks away from the 1-year anniversary of those disgusting, unsolicited messages. The sender also made references to ThE VoIcEs. So, as I’ve told my mother: solving this mystery is important for both of us: both to exonerate her as an abuser and to vindicate me as a schizophrenic.

She has demonstrated an utter lack of urgency here. Her evasive, cagey messages (sent from her verified phone number) lead me to conclude that she probably IS the sender of those sick messages. She raped me.

Today, when she (yet again) neglected to get even the NAME of the latest, alleged FBI cybersecurity representative who she spoke with about identity theft, she mentioned “schools.” It was then that G-d made yet another connection in my brain: my mother was a public school nurse for over a decade. This woman is a retired Captain from the United States Air Force, with a Master’s Degree from Purdue University, so it’s quite interesting watching this whole performance as a bewildered old lady.

Naturally, Diane took umbrage at the suggestion that she had done anything inappropriate in her role as a school nurse, threatening to lawyer-up and sue me. Then, she prayed that G-d would condemn me.

HEY FBI: If you’re not too busy oppressing innocent, U.S. civilians, y’all should investigate whether any alumni of Woodrow Wilson Elementary/Pershing Elementary in San Antonio I.S.D. or James Carson Elementary in Northside I.S.D. got diddled by the school nurse between ~1995 – 2005.