Samy, The SAK2 Blueprint: Legacy and Choice

Samy,

The letters that are part of the SAK2 public journal—some of which we are posting on this platform—document our journey. It will become our legacy.

This introduction serves to document our journal and to update any Extended-Family who might be dusty on the details of our conflict: We in SAK2 understand and accept that Father and his world had nothing to do with our individual troubles, personal traumas, or general difficulties outside of Isydia/Sara. We also recognize that the financial and legal chaos inflicted on our house was targeting Isydia, trying to force him to reverse course from the life path he and I chose: myself as a lesbian, and Isydia (Sara) as a trans woman. We recognize these efforts intensified when we entered the adult industry to survive, because we refused to back down on our life choices.

When Katie and Angie joined our polycule more than two decades ago, they brought their own traumas that had nothing to do with Father. However, their presence did intensify the chaos inflicted on our house. We understand that Father always provided a way out, including financial incentives for Angie and Katie to leave, provided Isydia reversed course. The fact that we in SAK2 chose to stay together and resist the Styfling-Squad—even when we had a lucrative and easy way out—is the primary cause for the hardships we’ve faced. To date, Isydia did not reverse course, and SAK2 has remained one unit.

The Montreal Roots

I have spent most of my life with Isydia. We have been together longer than we’ve been with anyone else. Since high school, Isydia used to tell me about love, kindness, and compassion. We called them our "CooCoo talks," usually during our daily walks from our home on Sherbrooke and Peel to the Mont-Royal lookout in Montreal. I understood the words, but I didn’t give them much thought. Deep down, I felt those qualities were wonderful but impractical. I thought kindness was a luxury for people who were well-off and had no real problems. In real life, priorities change based on your situation. Isydia, however, truly believes the root of all evil is the monetary system and how it’s set up for control.

Twenty years ago, I saw Angie and Katie as "cool, pretty people" to be with me and Isydia. We were a family solving issues with the Styfling-Squad—so why not? We were having fun in Montreal. But back then, my attachments to them (outside of Isydia) were superficial. When the chaos intensified, we would sit down for "talk-cuddles." It felt good; we were all young and pretty, feeding off the closeness. I truly believe now that we amplified our personal traumas, using Father’s chaos as a justification just to get closer and nurture that "ecstasy" of connection. Father’s pressure made our traumas breathe. Back then, we looked like normal, pretty people infatuated with each other. We were loving, yes—but not like we are today. Today, we are inseparable. That is the difference.

Isydia always told me to listen to the heart. Katie literally shared Isydia’s mind; they connected deeply on those "CooCoo" views of the universe. Gigi was the cylinder that kept misfiring because of her troubled past in Germany, but Isydia never gave up on her. I admired him for that. I saw Father’s strength and focus in him. Isydia always knew what to do, and more importantly, what to say. It was romantic to see him fix things—his resilience and the way he stood for his beliefs. But I also believed it was just a phase. I thought once we were fed up, we’d dismantle and go home where we belonged. I was just enjoying the "sadistic-emotional ride" while it lasted.

Questions for Samy

Samy, you, Isydia, and I all had these talks about empathy in the good old days. Remember how we laughed at Isydia because real life doesn’t work that way? Well, until this January 2026—until Father’s last move and my so-called “betrayal”—I saw everything we talked about come to life.

For the first time, my mind is confused. I want you, Samy, to answer my questions:

Help me understand, Samy, because none of it makes sense to me. The only answer I see is that these are truly pure souls who want nothing but to be together. They showed me how empathy works in real life. It isn’t "CooCoo talks" anymore. I saw it in January. I might not have the capacity to fully embrace it yet, but I experienced it, and now I understand.

The Price of Restoration

Father tasked me with restoring a relationship between him and Sara. I know Sara gives people chances, but until you are true to yourself, you will never get close to her. In Sara’s words: “Father throws money at every problem he faces.” I think the unspoken price Sara wants Father to pay is for him to accept Katie and Gigi—especially Gigi. This leaves Father one door open: leave SAK2 alone to live the life we choose.

I am saying this publicly because I want it on the record: Sara, Katie, and Gigi have pure souls. Father and I cannot say the same. But Sara says it is never too late to change. Father might not have known how things would turn out during the time of Mr. Seven, but he can’t say that now. And after January 2026, neither can I.

From this moment forward, everything we do is a choice. I choose to do right by the people in SAK2, and I hope your side will do the same.

Final Reflections and Legacy

Final notes: Father’s world rejects Gigi because of who she is. But let me tell you—and you can come see for yourself—Sara is not the Isydia you knew. She is someone else now, and she is right up Gigi’s alley in terms of behavior. In fact, I trust Gigi to draw the red lines on their impulses when it comes to safety; I can’t say the same for Sara.

Katie had a deep chat with me to explain Sara’s behavior. She thinks "Sara" was always there, but Isydia kept her suppressed. Isydia set the stage so we could all choose our paths:

• Sara: To finally come out and blossom.
• Katie: To choose between Father’s incentives or SAK2.
• Me (KB/Kissra): To choose between Father’s world or SAK2.
• Gigi: To ensure she was set for life and taken care of.
• Father: You have a second chance. Not with Isydia, but with Sara—Mr. Seven’s true self. This is a choice Isydia gave you despite everything you did to him.