Dear Family and Friends,

In the fall of 2017, I met a women who I fell deeply in love with. We had 2 incredible boys together, and then last year, the traumas and ghosts of our past became too much. She thought divorce was the best answer and left me in April of 2022, fleeing with the boys. Unfortunately, my 2 innocent boys have lost the most, as they join the most disadvantaged demographic in society. “According to the Center for Disease Control, children from fatherless homes account for 90 percent of all homeless and runaway kids, 71 percent of high school dropouts, and 63 percent of youth suicides” explained **Marilyn York in a TEDx Talk about divorce.**

It has been about 10 years since surveillance trauma changed my life and relationships. It began in my 20s when I became a data scientist working at iQor after graduating from Columbia University with a Masters in Operations Research. I was thrilled to help call centers from the US to the Philippines improve the performance of every rep by building predictive models, implementing them operationally, and reporting our progress directly to the executive team. I found it strange to be one of the only US citizens on the analytics team there, so years later I ultimately realized we were building racist algorithms and laundering personal data from the credit reporting agencies, it made more sense. Of course I was pressured to leave when I started asking too many questions and sharing my opinion. It was better for them to use people from another country held hostage by job visas for those kind of projects. I wish this was not the last sketchy data science project I worked on, but it sent me down a path of guilt and corporate trauma that has cost me nearly everything I worked so hard to keep. Non-violent PTSD coupled with family conflict and an attachment to integrity became a hellish life that my coparent deemed unfit for my boys.

I am proud to say I kept most of this trauma from my boys. I understand how impressionable children are at a young age, and I worked hard to protect and support them. However, the pressure to make money as an entrepreneur with a young family, in-laws who moved into our basement without paying rent, and debt with pushed me to burnout before