This is my 1,001st post on the Fanda Eagles forums.
Please take a moment to listen to this, my gift to you:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYKJuDxYr3IThis song was recorded live in 1969. In 1969, there was a silent, frightened NTM MK teenager who had been molested repeatedly by her well-known NTM father for literally as long as she could remember. There was also a young woman MK who had been used and abused by many on an isolated NTM school base in South America which was shrouded in secret debauchery.
The horrifying history of both of these women has been seared into my soul since they reached out to me through Fanda Eagles. Their pain has become my pain.
Like a bridge over troubled waters, I have laid myself down to be an advocate for those with no voice. I cannot rest until they can rest.
It is an honor to be a friend to MKs in pain. For these two women alone, the struggle would be worth it. But there are many others. Some have passed through this site and are no longer in contact with us. Others are new allies and team mates. I believe more will be headed our way in the future.
I am weary. But I am not done.
Post 1,002 will follow.