I just had my computer repaired, but every day when I turn on my computer, I can feel the acid in my stomach. Will the computer work today? Or will it crash again? I don’t know from minute to minute if I’ll able to use it. It’s really stomach churning to wonder if in the middle of my blog it will just die. Or will I be able to finish my blog? And how long will it take me to finish my blog today? And how many times will I have to restart it because it’s been deleted? This is what I experience every day. Sometimes, I’m tempted just to just say “the hell with it” and give up on my blog. I say to myself “is this blog worth writing?” Is the acid building up in my stomach worth it? [The bastards just deleted (3 times) what I typed, but thanks to WordPress, a draft saved] My answer is always “yes.” I remember when my gang stalking began, it was another blogger who helped me through a very difficult time. He no longer writes his blog because of all the hacking of his computer. But I can tell you, I’m going to continue writing. No jerk is going to knock me off my computer. They can delete my blog a hundred times and a hundred times over I will rewrite it. If the blogger hadn’t written about gang stalking, who knows what might have happened to me?
I write this blog to help those who have no idea what is happening to them. I know a few targets who didn’t know about gang stalking and ended up in a mental health facility. They were put on pills, and treated like crazy people. All the time, they were not crazy. They were just convinced they were crazy. So if I can prevent some one from having that happen to him, I’ll put up with the stomach acid and keep retyping my blog. It’s a small thing to suffer in the scheme of things.
I sometimes wonder if there’s a God. And if there is a God, why does he let things like this happen? Why does he let things like this happen to good people? People who never harmed anyone? People who lived an ordinary life and did no harm? People who cared about the less fortune. People who paid their taxes. People who didn’t steal. People who lived their lives without judging others?
I know we targets are not angels, but most of us are decent, hard-working people. And for living a life of decency, this is what we get in return. We get abused by the U.S. government. Damn the U.S. government! Damn it!
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