I came back this morning with a mask on. Just cheap white plastic with a little elastic strap. Undecorated. I threw it out.
That doesn't fly with me. He can get another one if He really wants me to wear it. I'll throw that one out too. A mask makes me a target for the ones who fight back. I'd keep what life I do have, if it's up to me.
Now, what else is there to say? Oh, I should thank Elaine for the kind words in her post: http://takethemyth.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-mission-statement.html. She said that I was one of the nice ones on this side, and a decent person. I'll have to look into the others she linked there when I find the time. Anyway, that brought some views in.
Nobody who could help identify the boy yet, though. It's been three weeks now. Maybe this kid was alone. Somebody must have introduced him, though. He must have told somebody about it. Are they just not blog people, like I wasn't? Or are they all dead too?
As for my efforts to save up and buy a computer, it won't work. I had saved up almost $60, and then He took it back. Or, again, it might not be Him in charge of my finances. I can't know. But it's His orders, surely. And He doesn't want me to buy a computer. When He doesn't want me doing something, He finds a way to stop me. I was lucky that He took the money now instead of later.