I feel a relief at the calendar clicking over to August. Coming up... September, October, November. I can feel the day of justice is coming, and that the family nightmare I confront will shift state. The injustice against me is torture, and yet I know the moment this flip, a searing pain ten times worse is heaped upon those who betrayed me.

The deliberate poisoning of my children against me by family members and friends who fell for the lie — so they don't have to confront facts or conscience — has been the most harrowing thing I have ever faced. The bond between a parent and child is sacred, and nobody should ever hijack or disrupt it. The consequences for doing so are deservedly "millstone class".

Thank you for sharing your experience. Not a single member of my family remains nor are those relationships fixable.I had to tell my 10 year old that Papa no longer has a family. His Grandmother, Uncle, cousins...- no more. They are not to be trusted. Imagine how that must impact a small child. I forgive but I never forget. The last communication that I had with them over 2 years ago is that they have made their beds and now they're going to sleep in them and God save their souls.