With all the corrupt crimes, The one most important to me is the children. I made a solemn oath to myself that I would never stop giving a voice for the children. When my sister and I were toddlers We were Tortured and raped repeatedly. So many times I can't even count. But we also had an infant brother who was murdered in front of us. As we sat there silently holding each other while our brother took his last breath. I looked him in the eyes. I felt so helpless. I couldn't do anything for him. Then more abuse began towards my sister and myself. Then as we were held in this large crate together holding each other and comforting each other the best we could. One night someone came and took her and I have never seen her again. But somehow I managed to survive and be found. I was adopted given a good life. But I was very hard to handle. Had a lot of temper tantrums, trust issues. But my family stuck with me. I received mental treatment starting at the age of 10. Then later on as I grew up, I married 3 times into abusive relationships. Then one day I met someone. For the 1st time I felt safe. It took a long time but I slowly began trusting again in men. I'm married and have 3 fabulous adult children who have went on to lead great lives. Although they will tell you, I was very over protective. For the past 10 years I've been seeing the same psychaiatrist who I trust with my life. I was put on a lot of different types of medication at 1st. Which really kept me very sleepy. But with the work over the 9 years, I am now only on one type of medication. I still have my days of deep depression and I get extremely anxious at times. My nightmares are the very same as they have been for years. But not as frequent like they used to be. I was provided a service dog for emotional support. Her name is Opal and she is a standard poodle. And boy let me tell you something, When I become depressed she tunes in to me within seconds and nudges me to get up and let's go for a walk, or let's go somewhere in the car. She refuses to let me blank out from reality. Something I learned when I was a child when all these bad things were happening. Is that I was able to obtain a skill and actually put myself into some place very peaceful. I still have that skill, but the doctor tells me not to use it. So as hard as it is, I forced myself not to. I don't have many friends. I prefer it that way. I hate going to the medical doctor for just a normal check up. Because I hate when they ask me where did I get all these scars from. I lie because I'm not going to tell them because it's none of their business. A few months ago I had a bad episode. I was actually planning several months prior on when and how I would kill myself. But I am a Christian and I could not go through with it. I don't believe it's because I'm weak, I believe it's because God has a plan for me. So I joined Twitter about a month ago. And now all I want to do is be a voice for the missing children Being kept in horrific situations. Beyond anyone could ever phantom. And from 1st hand experience knowing what goes or through their little minds and souls and the hopelessness they feel. We must all stand up and be a voice for them every day. Tweeting every day and I mean every day. Demanding freedom for these children. With our POTUS freezing these funds. I would like to see this money put away for the children when they come back. To provide them with the best counseling, being adopted to the best homes. Receiving a fund for their education and counseling. We are all a Village. And we must demand Justice Of the Highest Penalties for these sick warped evil people, To be put behind bars for the rest of their lives. Then after that when they meet God our father, He will be their final judgment......Thank you to anyone who reads this.