Trapped

Today is my birthday and instead of feeling good about celebrating, I feel like I am in a "government cell." By this I mean it feels like I am in prison. I'm being told this is actually a hospital-like situation, where I don't have access to a car but can walk around and get rides from people or take public transportation, etc. And that's a good thing. But this whole town feels fake and feels like a government "operation" to keep me contained.

I've got many questions about this. Why would anyone want to keep me as a  "political prisoner"? Wouldn't I have some rights in this situation? As a U.S. citizen, should I not be afforded the protections and liberties granted to such a person like myself? Are some laws being broken?

This is not to say I actually want to be free to roam around the United States and the world. No, I'm happy here for the most part (as long as I get help to clean up the mess in my yard and house). But let's face it: I'm in prison, with "operatives" running around all over the place. I know this sounds like your run-of-the-mill paranoia. Which maybe I have, but I doubt it. Oh no, there's a target drawn around Columbus and I'm right in the center -- the bull's eye.

As to what I am going to do in this situation, I'm not sure. They continue to pump more medicine into me. Which slows me down. But is this a good thing? Fortunately my mind is sharp as a tack and I can write. Now, if my husband takes the computer away I will really get upset and very, very suspicious and angry. And we do not want that to happen. So I will keep my trap shut for now.