I heard someone try to explain the truth of my situation last night. It started while I was sleeping by reports but I woke up to it at 11:00pm. He was still explaining by 6:00am today. I’ve said it all but someone asked me to sum up. As I have thought (and said) for quite…

The short answer is both is indeed better. But hard to find. Meanwhile it’s important to try to get along with those in your environment. But if you try to be nice or at least ignore them when they get ugly and they’re still unpleasant – go with independence and wait it out till you…

But I have a new kind in the works. Here’s Tabitha

When you hit depression it’s like sinking into a muddy pit you can’t see out of. Everything slows down. Your body becomes heavier. Your appetite changes depending on if your body itself can be bothered. As our moods are felt everywhere. Depression is biochemical but can be environmentally triggered. And there’s a tendency to complain…

Directing all my emotional eating into crisps because those are easier to give up.

Please stop lying about me. What the F’ is wrong with you? P.S Please stop stealing my stuff. P.P.S Apparently reality abuse is afoot as is falsified audio and images. You disgust me.

I’ve given up hope before – and when hope dies, change. But I couldn’t stop an AI from chasing me. So a change in environment wasn’t going to solve anything. I felt trapped- unable to escape a vicious gaslighting troll bot and the building hen pecking. And at that point most was pumped in. Cumulative…

The google prison I had been dumped in partially lifted today. I didn’t google what had happened to my names. But I did see more than reports on golf. It might actually be worth subscribing to my favorite papers again as before they were too hacked if I looked. What did I see? World war…

I was getting fed up with the cumulative abuse and turned to getting personal myself. Mostly by repeating someone was a stupid bitch when discussing them with the ether. Or finally asking someone to think more thoroughly “you stupid woman”. Neither is abuse to anyone who has actually been through emotional or reactive abuse. But…

If the lethal trollbot kills me there will be a new bullseye. If the women around here drive me to suicide they’ll never recover And I wager abusing me so heavily I sink close to the edge again will weigh on them too. Read everything on my blog about coping with this, and what has…