Gang Stalking – Moving? Targets, think twice.

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Targets are always on the move.  Moving from one country to another; from one state to another; from one apartment to another; moving in and out with family; homeless; living at a shelter.  We keep moving to find a “safe” place. But no matter how often we move, there is no “safe” place. What happens in one place will happen to you in another country, state, shelter, etc. There is no way to get away from the harassment. It’ll be a new place, but only the faces will change; gang stalking will continue. You’ll be followed everywhere you go; your body will suffer painful shocks; things will still be stolen from you; your clothes torn; your animal will still be harmed, or killed. Moving will not stop gang stalking. As a matter of fact, the new place you move into might be worse than the place you left.

I can understand a target thinking that if he moves things will get better. I guess we still have hope that it might happen. Hope that things will change. But, of course, the reality is that nothing will change. It’ll be the same miserable existence.

And each time you move, it’s expensive, especially if you move from country to country, or state to state. Whatever money you have will quickly dwindle away, which will leave you feeling worse than before you moved.

I, myself, moved 6 times in one year. With each new place, I hoped things would get better. That the new apartment or new state would have decent people. But with each new move, the gang stalking has grown progressively worse. And the people are no more decent than the last place I left.

So, targets, you can keep moving, but nothing will change. It’ll be the same s–t all over again.

I wish I could give you some advice on moving. I can’t. My only advice: if the place you’re living in is not too bad, don’t move. Of course, if the place is horrific, sometimes it’s better to move. The place I now live in is horrific. But, somehow, I know if I move, it’ll be just as bad wherever I move. The complex manager and her maintenance man husband are evil people. Of course, they don’t think they’re evil. They think they’re keeping America safe from a terrorist like me. I mean, how stupid and naïve can people be? Don’t they ever question authority? If this is done to me, what makes them think it can’t be done to them?

I know one thing for sure: that gang stalking will end some day. And, maybe, just maybe, the gang stalkers will get prison time. I’m sure they’ll feel right at home in prison, since most of them are felons.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – Who is your favorite parent?

I don’t have a favorite parent.  I loved them both.  I can’t say that my parents were perfect, because they were far from perfect.  They were just two human beings doing they best with what life dealt them.

I loved my father in a different way than I loved my mother.  My father was the one who went out to work, and brought home the bacon. If it  hadn’t been for him, my mother would have been out working.  I remember being a little girl and getting excited about my father coming home from work.  It made my day.

My mother stayed home, took care of the family and made sure the world was a safe place for all of us.  She cooked, cleaned, took us to school, and listened to our problems.  She made sure my father ate and stayed healthy.

So I can’t say I have a favorite parent.  They were my parents.  I accepted them as they were.  And best of all, they accepted me as I am.

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