the system made me Posted April 28 Share Posted April 28 I realise I am fucked. There is nowhere to go from here. I can't tell people I know so fuck it. Everyone thinks I am crazy. I am terrified and simultaneously don't give a fuck. I'm just me. I don't have people to back me up. I don't have any power or influence. So yeah, gang-stalking is real. I've lived it for nine years. For some reason the physical torture hasn't started. I guess it will at some point. Maybe I'll get raped. Maybe I'll get some of the Havana Syndrome thing stuff. I suppose if it gets bad enough I can just dash a blade across my wrist. I'm not planning on doing that until my parents go. I'm fucked. I can't imagine the future anymore. It's just this and fear. I'm really scared. I don't know what to do. I feel like putting my head under the guillotine. I'm scared but I'm in a corner. I have nowhere to go. It's been a long time. It's hard. I had these ridiculous fantasies that these people liked me or respected me and that's why they spared me from physical torture. But they're just playing with me. It's torture. Fuck it. I'm scared. Quote Mention Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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