What you all call “care” is obscene.

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My dog Charley, who was rehomed by supposedly “concerned” neighbours who didn’t hesitate to fabricate lies such as nonsense about me not feeding him or taking him to the vet.

The Facebook prompt above inspired the following post which I am sharing here as well.

The fact that you think injecting me with antipsychotics will somehow lessen my anger about the harm I’ve endured — harm you’ve allowed under the guise of “treatment” — is disgusting.

You let people lie about me to make me seem worse than I am, and then act shocked when I’m enraged.

In 2021, neighbours illegally rehomed my dog Charley and cat Mimi, defaming me in the process — and my treating psychiatrist at the Montreal General had the nerve to falsely claim just last week that they were taken by the SPCA.

They weren’t. Which is precisely why a lawyer confirmed I had grounds to sue. That betrayal, piled on by countless others, led me to attempt to take my life in the summer of 2022. I inexplicably survived a massive overdose and the harm just continues. But no one wants to hear that part — too inconvenient.

Today I was injected with 800 mg of Abilify Maintena under the pretext that I’m “severely psychotic,” when all I’ve ever asked for is a proper evaluation for CPTSD and autism. In Canada, apparently, asking for an accurate diagnosis is itself treated as psychosis.

Think about that.


And think about how multiple shrinks fabricating lies like “believes she’s immortal” somehow isn’t considered a problem — because it’s easier to silence an inconvenient witness than to confront institutional abuse.

Shame on you all.

Mimi wishes humans a swift and merciful extinction. She’s kinder than I am. I’m my mother’s daughter, after all — the one who said, “I don’t need to be kind. I’m your mother.” I don’t need to be kind either. I’m that bitch’s monster creation.

Here is my previous blog post: totallysurreal.com/2025/11/04/harm/

Let me know what you think!