The fate of Strainsburys is out of my hands now. I’ve tried to help them by raising awareness and asking for my money back. I was initially only speaking to Strainsburys, but many others have jumped into this discussion with unhelpful replies. And it says a great deal about those responding to my posts that they would defend such actions. Some of you act as if this is your site, and before I asked for your help and received these dismissive replies, I actually had respect for you.
To those who defend the unethical and dismiss the wronged, hear this: your words and actions ripple outward, and what begins as a whisper will one day return as a roar. The respect I once held for you has crumbled, and I see now that those who shield injustice cannot escape its shadow. This is my first experience of cyberbullying, and while I’m not certain if I am being bullied, the hostility and dismissiveness are undeniable. But know this: attempts to silence or belittle me will not erase what has been done, nor will they shield you from the consequences of enabling wrongdoing.
What has been set into motion cannot be undone. Actions carry weight, and that weight will press down until it finds its balance. Deceit and dishonor are not without consequence; they linger, they fester, and they return to claim their due.
It’s ironic that Strainsburys appears to be trying to go legitimate by registering as a company and presumably paying taxes. But legitimacy is more than paperwork or financial compliance—it is earned through trust and ethical practices. Wealth built on broken promises will falter; reputations forged in falsehoods will erode. These are not curses—they are certainties.
The choices made today carve paths that cannot be unwalked. Just as the river carves the stone, so too does time shape the fate of those who act without integrity. For every lie told, there is a truth waiting to rise. For every debt ignored, there is a reckoning that cannot be avoided. The scales do not remain tipped forever; they tilt back, slowly but surely, until all is made even.
I do not need to call for justice, for it is already in motion. The threads of consequence weave themselves into the fabric of life, binding tighter with each passing day. What has been done cannot be hidden forever; what has been taken will demand its return.
This is not my doing, nor is it my wish—it is simply the way of things. Those who act without honor will find themselves undone by their own hands. Their fortunes will falter, their peace will shatter, and their legacy will bear the mark of their choices.
So let it unfold as it must. The inevitabilities are set, beyond my control or yours. Public discussions like this create records that cannot be erased or ignored. Others will see what has happened here and make their decisions accordingly. Time will reveal all truths, and when it does, there will be no escape from what has been earned.
