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Gang Stalking – wish I could trust my doctor.

Well, I went back to the doctor today. I thought for sure he’d say something to me about showing up a day earlier than the appointment date. But he didn’t say a word. He did act very nervous, though. I told the doctor I was under a lot of stress. He asked me what the stress is about. I said I would tell him, but he would think I’m crazy. He said he would think no such thing. People always say that. That they’ll believe whatever I tell them, and once they hear what I’m telling them, they get quiet and tell me that no such thing is happening to me. I figure he’d be the  same  way. I told him that I really could use someone to talk with, but I haven’t found someone I can really trust. He’ s very patient with me every time I go see him, but I can feel his tension. I think it’s because he knows and probably wants to talk to me about what is happening, but doesn’t dare broach the subject. Maybe he would turn out to be a good guy, but so far, I haven’t run into any of them. I like him.

But as usual when I  visit his office, all the lowlifes act like a bunch of hoodlums. When I stepped into the waiting room, all of them turned to look at me and acted as if I had two eyes on my forehead. I got angry and asked them, “What are you looking at?”  All of them turned around in unison. I’m sick of being looked at in such a way that makes me feel that I’m  some  out of space creäture. Now I know how fish must feel being in a fish bowl all day, or how a movie star feels when her fans can’t get enough of her. I can tell you one thing, I would never want to be a movie star.  It’s a disgusting feeling  being in a fish bowl. I’m sure you targets all know the feeling. You can’ just walk by anonymously without someone being at your back or doing something, or laughing loudly when you pass by, or doing any number of things to annoy you.  You   want to pass by and be left alone. But no such  luck with us targets. Always some lowlife trying to make our life a living hell.

But, otherwise , the doctor visit went well. I only wish I could trust him.

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Gang Stalking – Today I was beaten up.

Just before I got into the library, three black girls beat me up. I was sitting by the library, away from everybody, and three girls passed by me making all sorts of comments.  As they walked away, I said  “bitches”.  They turned around, said, “Who you talking to?”  I said, “Myself.” and they kept walking.  They didn’t go too far. They weren’t going anywhere , they passed by me to annoy me.  On their way back, I turned myself  around so I wouldn’t have to look at them. I had my small suitcase by me and I heard it rolling away. One of the girls had taken my suitcase  and was running away with it. I ran after her.  A girl who was sitting in a car   got out and got the suitcase away from them.  When she took the suitcase away from them, one of the girls began kicking me and hitting me in the back of  my neck.  Right now, I have a headache from all the hits to my head.  The girl who’d gotten my suitcase told them to stop it or she was going to call the cops.  They three of them ran away. The girl asked me if I wanted to report the beating to the police, “I told her no.”  I’ve had this happen before and the police didn’t bother to write it down.  And not only that, but I knew the girls would make up a story about me starting it.  So I thanked the girl and walked away.  As I walked toward  the library, I saw the girls coming back. I think  the girl in the car  and the girls who beat me up are friends. I’m glad I didn’t have the girl call the cops, it would’ve just turned on me. The officer would’ve have shown up and treated me like the criminal, not the girls.

When is this hell going to stop???!!

Well, another great day in Perplandia!

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Gang Stalking – Want to drive a man bonkers!!

Every time I walk toward the library, I have to pass a trellis-like path.  As I walk, there are men and women standing, sitting, imitating what I do when I pass by. They all wait for me to pass  and make a comment. They get paid to do this. If I make a comment, the perp will report it and get an extra three, four bucks in his check.  Plus it’ll become something the  perps can imitate me doing.

Today, I didn’t feel like walking the path, so I found a solitary spot under a light. I can bet that tomorrow that the light will be over run with perps. And if the light is not over run with perps,  every light I pass will have a perp sitting under it. What idiots!!!

This is for women. Men who read my blog don’t get insulted. I heard this on the radio this morning. There is something we women do that drives men bonkers! You’ll never guess what!!!   Who knew? I didn’t.  I’ve made a mistake all this time. I’ve slammed doors on perps for as long as I can remember.  And it’s been making them feel very masculine. The truth is, men hate it when women hold doors open for them! It makes them feel emasculated.  Now that I know this, I will make sure I hold the doors open for all of them, make them feel emasculated. So, women, make sure you hold a door open for a  man perp. Annoy the hell out of all of them!

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