My post about living in the forest, it got worse there.

I tried. In tried to call-in the folks who rescued me from the street and from their own volunteer host. None have the bandwidth for friendship with me. It wasn't until my interaction with the relocation group ended in a spectacular way did a meeting about restorative justice get scheduled. I wrote my victim statement.

No one calls me. No one believes me but my therapist. These rescuers aren't my friends like they say. No sisters showed up as friends and once aid ended ive been slowly ignored. Everyone is sick or busy. I'm just a rescue. I don't rate even tho it was their volunteer host. I heard "we told the whispernet" and general radio silence until I pushed to call-in anyone at all across my own network. One stranger replied but seemed unreliable. Another org member decided nah. The meeting was not inclusive. It left me feeling empty. It felt like I was there to convince them it happened. It's taken time to digest that I'm just another driver of policy and not a person here.

I finally cracked today and dropped 2 victim statements in a local trans activist discord. The one from Utah and the one here.

My daily life is now worse than in Utah. I'm in transitional housing that was misrepresented and I'm harassed every day in my room or in the shared spaces. My harasser calls the FBI every day to report me for gender terrorism. I should have killed myself in Utah like I planned.

I'm not going to try again. I'm ending my mutual aid and direct action. Folks I helped fucked us over by returning to Indiana and compromising their safehouse. I deleted almost everything. I need to find someone who will take Bear.

Between now and then, if you are in relocation spaces in the PNW or in the u.s. and want the statement I will provide it on request and vetting so act soon. If you know folks in these spaces, there are many, tell them too. These people are planning a trans refuge here. I'm alone hanging my ass out on this one until I wrap up. No one is standing with or beside me and I'm done standing alone.

Never fucking forget that justice delayed is justice denied. Ask yourselves why Huerta didn't disclose and who benefited from her silence. I don't even come close her caliber. I'm just some random asshole.

I'm using my voice one last time. The fuckers in the forest are watching this account.

Mir, Jess, you both are hunks of shit.

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