The rift between me and my mother was going great with Mohamady aid. As I found out I wondered why they only spoke friends on Facebook and other fucked up shit and I can add him on Facebook and other bullshit I said why are you hanging around the sky and why are you talking only in France with him you stupid bitch to my mother. She said he is of a different religion and he's homophobic and is most likely Talibanic. This motherfucking can't came from Burkina Faso and it was being a real thorn in my side and I was wondering why my mom was hiding him from me she wasn't protecting me because she was being an ass and acting a fool. I found out that he was a Jihad is from ISIL or ISIS. He had the hottest propaganda on his shit on Facebook listed himself as a Sunni Muslim making me look like a fucktard yet again thank you bin Laden. And I was just in fucking shocked that I saw bin Laden'sFucking annoying little face and All the other little girls at the United States Army and Navy Seals have been trying to get after and now with the help of the CIA I am not bullshitting you I was staring down the Facebook profile other Islamic terrorist. I said holy motherfucker what is going on here why does my sane mother listening to this bastard.
I found other shit she was drinking he was making her drink telling her to drink it would be good for her and I drank drank drank her feel that it would help her relax instead I got her into the hospital near death and I was beside myself when I heard about alcohol. Then I found out I looked up her Facebook and found out she was sending sexual pictures and you this Little bitch was also sent to her pictures of his deck and other obscene stuff they were having an affair online and I hate this breaks my heart to this day having to tell my father who has a severe disability now and even then who I was a severe disability that she was fucking around with a terrorist and then I had to call CSS and the CIA and FBI and Interpol I'm not bullshitting you my mother was a nice ride in the hospital and Isis bride in the making probably a martyr that's why I decided fuck this I'm leaving town and I'm leaving Leaving this goddamn house that's when I ended up being taken in by Robertson House it was very sad at first because I had to tell my The leader of the pack that my mother was cheating on my father with a terrorist and was not a martyr. I had very bad emotions for the first few months and I they were very intense I want as far as to confront Mohamady in karma bitch and say if you ever mess with my family particularly my father you're going to pay with Guantánamo Bay. He then threaten me with the most horrific torture ever I'm not even going to mention online because I don't want to be kicked off or be called A psycho. But it is mentioned in the house papers what the manner of torture why is that I was threatened with. I was in shock for months and I was ready to issue an a straining order on my mother who is dying. And guess who was a fucking cause of us her little lover. Then I got back on my feet emotionally and forget about her she has me on Facebook and I freak out like a little bitch because I Immediately texted the lady of the house he lives in the scary bitch is back and she added me on Facebook I watch should I do she said it for me to change my name yet again I didn't know what name to be changing into but I picked Sophie Mustafa as if I fuck you to my mother who adopted me and betrayed me. Over the months I have mentioned a lot of things to my aunt her sister about her actions are online and her bullshit and her jihadist Ways and her drunkard Ways as well. And then I was concerned for my own safety and that I was going to have to go to Japan just to be safe from these monsters again. That's one really when I actually diagnosed myself with DID dissociative personality disorder because it was really toxic stress. I couldn't handle the friend request I said bitch don't talk to me ever again talk to Mohamady instead and fuck off. Before changing my name. The next day was Halloween and I had this brings tears I had a meeting And I heard My aunt say that my mother was going to kill her self and that my mom had a suicidal tendencies and wasn't gonna bother me again. It was around Christmas time I know the story to forgive her and lock her in the eye my mother she said she learned her lesson and I said listen you were having an affair with this bastard fairy From hell and she said I wouldn't do that because I love your father. It took months after that for me to trust her and I still don't forgive her for what she has done to me and my father betraying me and betraying my father and his marriage tour I'm crying just telling you this right now because it still hurts me I can't forgive her for what she did because she is no different than the whabists Play fast who ruined Islam to begin with I was getting to the point where I was getting very abusive and I still lamb to this day I cannot trust her I tell her that she causes more flashbacks than anything else when she doesn't answer the phone because I think she's a fucking around with some terrorist it hurts me to be acting like this to my own mother but I cannot forgive her. And I will never forgive her for that I can't even look it over it's still a wound and it's something i'll have to live with for the rest of my life along with my other terrorist related traumas. I could not trust her but we have a civil relationship she thinks I love her but I do not forgive her. I want to have love for her I want to love her and forgive her but I cannot I'll be her age she'll be dead by then when I forgive her if I forgive her.