The greatest loss

 Without my children, without my legacy, my heart has stopped beating. I am not alive. I merely exist. There is no joy, no laughter, no enthusiasm. There are no dreams for the future. There is no future.

One of the monsters involved with my kids after they were taken, told me, "It gets easier as time passes." I was appalled. Easier? Without my kids??? Why would it get easier? And why is it OK TO KIDNAP MY CHILDREN???

It has never become easier or less painful. It's more the opposite. I rarely smile anymore and when I do it feels forced. I have no desire to learn new things or lay out future plans. I feel dead inside. 

Why would the government do this to me and to my children?? Because of who I am. The evil involved astounds me. That's what this is; pure evil.

Life is a nightmare

11 years since my last post. I dont know what to say. My children are gone, stolen by government agents, evil, corrupt agents. My husband and his nasty family were part of it, too. I did NOTHING wrong. I broke no laws, committed no crimes, and I know why my children were taken. It's because of who I am, not for anything I did. I am no longer a mother. Its as though my kids have died, and all I have left is grief and heartbreak. I am alone, totally alone, poor and still being targeted. I have not seen or heard from my children in 2 years. 

These sick infiltrating freaks took, kidnapped, my kids in 2019. They will not stop until my kids are damaged and/or dead. They might be dead already. Even the school they supposedly attend is involved.

 I know my grandfather was Alexei Romanov. I know who my father was. This is genocide.