🔥 the ongoing fucking harm

let’s fucking go.

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✦ inducement + abandonment.

• yo, they raised the fucking conflict
  refused to clarify for months—
  (insinuated my husband + my advisor).

• then they abandoned me to figure it out,
  alone, postpartum, scared, with a fucking FRO in place.
  

✦ surveillance + retraumatization.

• forced me to live with
  daily monitoring by the whole fucking crew—
  and also
  the same dumbass conflicted advisor
  who never even
  formally stepped off
  my fucking account.
  who was inside my fucking marriage;
  late pregnancy,
  while we almost died—
  but hey,
  they’re still not clarifying
  if there had been /
  still fucking is—an ongoing conflict.

• stall tactics for months.

• babe,
  that’s not passive—
  that’s a fucking choice.
  that’s an action.
  it’s repeated retraumatization → ongoing PTSD triggers.
  

✦ obstruction + silence.

• refusal to answer the basic who/when/why about her exit from my account.

• how my policy ownership, seemed to magically change.

• who authorized beneficiary changes, mid restraining order, while i was paying—

• why all three of my accounts— were wrongly lapsed, post DV notice?

• forced me into a 500-hour pro se “deep dive”
  just to uncover the fucking timeline.

• lol. that’s time, labor, energy, mental toll → damages.
  

✦ retaliatory policy sabotage.

• policy lapses / cancellations conveniently aligned with my disclosures.

• refused on multiple levels to investigate.

• refused to address any potentially conflicted onboarding.

• told me to fuck off—for months
  policies were always my unemployed, violent, conflicted husbands.

• that’s not just negligent — it’s retaliatory breach → economic damages.
  

✦ pychological devastation.

• constant fucking nights awake, baby in my arms,
  piecing together what should’ve been a compliance officer’s job.

• ongoing fear: “is he still in contact with her?
  she clearly has zero ethical boundaries—
  doesn’t seemed phased that he punched me—
  was constantly bragging about her own resources—
  was already funding my husband while we
  slept in the same fucking bed—
  and now?
  we’re scary fucking broke.
  that means power, babe.
  wait but—
  does that mean he had access
  to my private account
  during active DV litigation?—
  while it was locked the fuck down—
  despite being a monetizing platform?
  because i was mid-emergency?
  through my financial representative?
  bro—
  is our safety fucking compromised?
  what is actually going on?!”

• duh. wtf did you expect?
  that’s foreseeable emotional distress caused by their refusal to fucking clarify.
  

✦ economic damages — quantifiable.

• yo, i gave them $200 of my last $700
  and they still fucking stripped all three policies.

• every policy i paid for during the conflict = babe, that shit is recoverable.

• my hours of pro se research? even at a “low rate,”
  lol. that’s fucking catastrophic.

• goes on and on and on…

because
it’s not about
the money,
babe—
it’s about
the fucking misconduct.

it’s about
the fucking
real life tangible
damages
and blatant injustice—
of this entire fucking setup.

✶

yo,
hey—
this is what happens
when you give
absolutely zero fucks
about the impact
of your ongoing actions
on your own—
vulnerable
fucking
clients.

shit gets broken.

.
.
.

but keep fucking around.

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