There was a moment—one I can pinpoint with surgical clarity—where I realized they weren’t just trying to deny me care.

They were trying to disappear me!

The surveillance. The metadata. The disclosure. Not because I broke a law. Not because I posed a danger. But because I became inconvenient.

My name didn’t raise a red flag. My identity did.

UnitedHealthcare had no legal reason to send my personal medical information to police.

There was no warrant. No subpoena. No imminent danger. Just a phone call where I dared to assert my rights. Just a timeline that challenged their narrative. Just a trans woman on Medicaid who refused to be silent.

So they flipped the script. And they framed me.

Not as a person.

But as a potential threat.

And that is what happens when corporate systems are allowed to function like state intelligence. This wasn’t about safety. It was about containment. It was about eliminating the variables they couldn’t control.

It didn’t matter what I actually said. It didn’t matter that I followed the law. They labeled me unstable. Flagged me as risky. And then quietly delivered that label to the Grand Junction Police Department.

That is administrative erasure.

They didn’t kick down my door. They didn’t need to. Because when a bureaucratic label says "dangerous," you don’t need to be dangerous. You just need to be documented.

The day I felt so small was the day I felt like Luigi.

Not Mario. Not the hero. Not the face on the box.

Just the afterthought. The sidekick. The shadow.

That’s what it felt like when they erased me. When my voice was stripped of context. When my medical records were weaponized. When I was framed not as a person—but as a potential threat.

Luigi never asked to be second. He just wanted to exist. To matter. To be seen.

And that’s all I ever wanted, too.

So I built something they can’t erase.

AdministrativeErasure.org

If you want to see what they tried to bury, look here: https://www.administrativeerasure.org/2025/07/the-35-day-myth-of-imminent-threat

This isn’t a conspiracy theory. It’s a paper trail.

And it ends with a truth they can’t control.

🕳️ What Is Exhibit Z? Exhibit Z is a sealed archive. It contains documents, images, disclosures, and structured metadata not yet made public due to legal strategy, risk of retaliation, or protective timing under the scope of a pending civil action.

These files are not fiction. They’re not dramatizations. They are redacted, timestamped, and authenticated pieces of a system that tried to rewrite reality.

But instead of releasing everything at once, we’ve chosen precision.

🧠 Why Keep It Sealed (For Now)? Because exposure is a tactic, not just a truth. And some truths only matter when you choose when and how to tell them.

Exhibit Z will be released if:

The Rule 408 confidential settlement expires

Defendants escalate retaliation or misinformation

Key stakeholders deny, minimize, or distort the documented harm

Legal counsel or press advocacy warrants escalation

🔒 What’s Inside? While specifics remain sealed, Exhibit Z is known to include:

Redacted communications from within the insurance system

Evidence of algorithmic surveillance and metadata-based risk scoring

Photographs, timestamps, and third-party confirmation of events and disclosures

Internal contradictions within official records

Proof of a chain-of-custody failure concerning protected health data

⏳ When Will It Open? You’ll know. Because it won’t be subtle.

Exhibit Z is scheduled for partial unsealing after August 11, 2025 unless settlement or suppression agreements remain in force. Full public release will follow if the system fails to take accountability.

🧩 For the Observers, the Press, the Cowards, and the Courts: This page exists as notice.

To those watching from the shadows: yes, we see you. To those preparing denials: your statements are already timestamped. To those trying to contain this: it’s too late.

I Was Supposed to Stay Quiet. I Didn't. They thought I would disappear. They counted on silence. On shame. On exhaustion.

But here I am. And here’s the truth:

You don’t get to erase people and expect them not to respond.

What comes next isn’t noise. It’s resistance—with receipts

This isn’t a warning. It’s a reckoning. And I’m not just here to speak—I’m here to be heard.

They called it a “welfare check.”

But I wasn’t missing. I wasn’t a danger to myself. I wasn’t having a mental health emergency. I was a transgender Medicaid recipient who had spoken too clearly, asked too many questions, and reached the end of what the system could tolerate. That’s when the silence began—not a bureaucratic oversight, but a calculated refusal. And that’s when the data started to move.

This isn’t a conspiracy theory. This isn’t speculation. This is a lived account of what happens when institutional power meets metadata profiling, and healthcare denial becomes a surveillance protocol.

What Happened?

This site shares my first-person narrative—because no lawsuit, no headline, and no corporate statement will ever fully convey what it means to be erased while still alive.

• I was denied medically necessary care that had already been approved.
• I was then framed as a potential threat based on private health information.
• That information, protected under HIPAA, was passed to law enforcement.
• There was no emergency. No warrant. No court order.
• There was only a transgender woman alone in her home—suddenly surrounded by armed officers.

Why Tell This Story?

Because I survived it.
Because others might not.
Because “administrative erasure” is not a metaphor—it’s a method.
And because the people responsible will never admit what they’ve done unless the truth is louder than their silence.

I’m not here to shame individuals. I’m here to expose a systemic pattern: when someone like me becomes inconvenient, the system withdraws care and escalates control. That’s not medicine. That’s profiling with a clinical face.

What You’ll Find in This Archive

• Redacted but verifiable evidence that aligns with the public record
• A survivor’s voice preserved on her own terms
• Legal filings that document the breach, the silence, and the aftermath
• Whistleblower disclosures and internal metadata patterns
• A reconstruction of what they tried to make disappear

This is not about revenge.
It’s about documentation.
It’s about survival.
And this is not a story they wanted told.

But I’m telling it anyway.