Dear Ron:

The title of your thread is: “I am like a bonsai in love”. A definition of bonsai: an ornamental tree or shrub grown in a pot and artificially prevented from reaching its normal size.

You wrote (not necessarily in this order): “I can find no rest, and understand a potted plant can no longer find creativity… My eye is set on helping those that feel trapped by what holds them back…I feel I need to trim away the parts that cause troubles in my future”-

You feel trapped, like a plant in an artificial pot, prevented from growing, reaching out, creating?

Being held back?

I wonder what those parts are, the parts “that cause troubles in (your) future”.

You wrote: “My privacy has been raped, repeatedly for ten years or so. I’m tired of being watched…I just for some reason have a harder , and harder time going through the electronic interference… I may, in a few years be forced into seclusion due to my being repeatedly, electronically abused.. I know I’m being fed information… Everthing I see points to someone using data obtained illegally to confuse, and distract and try place blame where none was before…. Extra solder connecting cd to radio caused me to become paranoid…A new corruption was planted on my phone…I spotted the electronic cage that is controlling what I see, and denying me sleep”-

Do you believe my post to you here is a corruption, abusing you? I hope not.

You wrote about a concussion, the use of absinthe (a liquor), and weed to relieve your depression.

You wrote a lot about tears: “I looked deeper to see that her tears echoed a loneliness like mine. I could not let her turn out like me… Every time I think of her I see the tears, and it tears me up inside… to honour these two ladies I must wait till I can soften my heart to calm their tears… No tears in her eyes now, and that makes me happy……All I remember is her sadness, and I know it too”-

I w0nder what your tears, visible or invisible, are about.

anita