It's Amazing What Meth Does To Lori LaFond: All Of Her Real Problems Get Forgotten

Am I crazy to wait as long as I have to stop Lori LaFond from using crysal meth and remote neural monitoring to harass me and my friends?  You know as the years have gone by, it would seem that there is nothing really going on.  Lori, on the other hand, has hit the point of paranoia to the point where every single day is some kind of circular story that she tells followed by some weird dream sequencing when I fall asleep.  I'd love to stop her today if possible.  I have the means and the information, but the attorney is still the problem for me.  Once my money was stolen it took away an entire arm of my investigation that I'd worked on for years and years.

Once that money was stolen, it allowed Lori to sit in some kind of squat house with her friends and go on this endless rant about how she hates people to talk about her.  The crimes are many, the outspoken are few and there is a real reason for that.  The police have a tendency to let her go and target the person that speaks up.  I didn't think this was Kevin Bond's LGBTQ community, I thought it was everyone's.  The whole time I fight this, I have to listen to her threatening to hurt a family that has been through enough pain for all of my friends' families.  I don't know why God has given me this task, but I am weary and tired.

It's been 11 really long years in between having friends and living in the middle of nowhere.  Lori saw fit to make sure that anyone gay in this area would be far away from me.  She called everyone she could call and threw everyone else in jail.  This whole thing could easily have been avoided and over, but this need to keep me in terror seems to be much more important to everyone than anything else.  I want this shit finished.