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I suffered deep depression when the p******** who abused me died. I felt even worse when my grandmother died.

I have heard people say things like they enjoy seeing other suffer from that…I do not enjoy seeing others suffer. I feel sorry for people and tent to either grief with or for them, pray for them and feel a sense or a little bit of empathy that they are going through something, because when people have suffered in my life I tend to see them as special and as real people, and we were encouraged as christens to be supportive, sympathetic and caring when people we knew were suffering from our parents and teachers as far back as I can remember that is what we were taught. most of my life I saw myself as not real and never reveled much of my suffering because I no one would let me to talk about.

I do not understand people like joyce poopter who gets off on seeing her clients suffer and she will go out of her way to take everybody else side even over her paying loyal long term clients… when I told this to some child abuse advocates they said that I should get rid of her then, as she should know my nature after all the years of seeing her and she should be loyal to her clients.

I do not enjoy seeing people suffer from grief… but I would like to see joyce suffer and learn remorse for what she has done to me and her lack of professionalism. she just should not be working with young women with s***** abuse issues if she can’t take the issues seriously.

I make anyone who allowed the abuse to happen and did nothing positive as accountable as the p******** who did the act.

JOYCE ALWAYS WANTED TO PROVE ME WRONG, BACKWARD, SHE DID ANYTHING TO PUT ME DOWN AS OFTEN AS SHE COULD. WHAT MAKES A GROWN WOMAN WHO CLAIMS TO BE PROFESSIONAL DO THAT, UNLESS THEY JUST USE OTHERS SUFFERING TO GAIN ATTENTION FOR THEMSELVES.

EACH NEW CLIENT JOYCE GOT SHE TOOK ON THEIR DISORDERS AND PROBLEMS AS HER OWN TO BREAK DOWN THE SYNCRONSISTY OF HER CLIENTS IF SHE DID NOT LIKE THEM. AND SHE DID NOT LIKE ME AND TOOK EVERYONE ELSE SIDE OVER ME… SHE EVEN TOOK KATYS SIDE OVER ME YET THE P******** I HAD HAD BEEN MURDERED AND SHE JUST LAUGHED AT ALL MY ISSUES AND MADE OUT THEY WERE ALL IRRELEVENT. THAT IS WHY MY PARENTS DO NOT TRUST HER, SHE SET ABOUT DESTROYING MY LIFE OUT OF HER JEALOUSY AND CHILDISHNESS.

I HOPE SHE NEVER EVER GETS TO ABUSE ANOTHER YOUNG WOMAN EVER AGAIN. I WISH I HAD NEVER MET THE W**** RETARD POOPTER.

I HOPE JOYCE GETS THE MENTAL HELP SHE REALLY NEEDS… OR IS LOCKED AWAY IN A NUT HOUSE.

New Confession

I played with my mom’s bod during my high school days she was all broken back then her parents died one after other in the same year after that my dad cheated on her and we left him to live in her parents house there I used to blame her for our situation and me frustrated would always end up arguing with her untill she gets into tears and accepts her defeat that made me felt bad later but the same would happen again after a day or two one after another argument made me felt as a superior male over her in the house that made me felt as a dominant one over a broken submissive female that soon made me want to get her ready for reliving my frustrations or for accepting me as a mating male in bed, as I kept winning such arguments frequently making her in tears surrender, one night i went into her bed late after she got asleep I and crawled under her blanket for the first few times I tried groping her I use to grab her b**bs she woke up scold me as I’m yours “fu**in mother you idiot” and go to the other room this happened alot of times but with every night I played more with her b**bs and then pinching and pulling her ni**les one night I slid my hand into her p*n*ty and rubbed her c*it as she tried getting up I grabbed her with the other are and my legs around hers she tried hard but I kept on moving ahead with what I was doing soon she got so wet she covered her mouth with her hands and started crying I could clearly feel her getting swelled up down there with every passing second more slippery sticky stuff coming out while she was in tears crying with one hand on her mouth and another one trying to pull my hand out but I kept f******** her roughly until I felt her cl*t pumping on my fingers, she cu**ed with shaking org**m. Right after that I left her she got up and went to the other room.

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