I have estrogen dominance really badly because of what they did to me in June. I fasted for 30(they fed me 5ish times incomplete amino acids and junk food) and poisoned me so much I was having cramps in my liver. The poison was stronger than I ever experienced before and I have been poisoned my whole life. It was horrible. They played a trick on me when I was in Medford. They got me really high and had actors come and pretend to be my parents fighting. While at the same time talking in my head and narrating what the actors around me were doing. I have a chip in my head and not only does that allow me to communicate with the world, it allows my family to broadcast in my head. Pretty weird, huh? Ya, I think so too.
In this play or enactment, my Mom pretended to nearly kill my Dad. And then as they got me to drive back to Eugene, my Dad proceeded to say goodbye as he was dying in his car in Medford(supposedly). I thought I had killed my Dad because he was finally supposed to be coming to help me. Weird, I know but they were poisoning me with so much E poison and I was hallucinating so intensely. I have been high on E poisons most of my life, but this was a new high.
Then my Mom pretended to have my Dad shipped to a hospital and only halfway sewn up. So he looked put together on the outside, but his organs were still internally bleeding. And she left him at a hospital in Eugene, until she decided what she wanted to do with him. She told me she was going to kill me first and then kill my Dad after he signed over my Charles Swab account.
They went on doing all kinds of weird shit like this for over 30 days while they starved me. I was fasting on purpose when this started because I have to in order to survive. But in the process of all this, they got me to leave my Jeep behind with everything in it. I was allowed to take a bag and a gallon of water and not much of anything in it. No cell phone. No nothing. I have the clothes on my back and during the 30 day fast I found some blankets and a sweatshirt. They were trying to freeze me to death in June with hydrogen poisons. I had never been that cold before. The only clothes I have are my thin shorts, tank top, and a short sweatshirt.
Before this is Medford, they were yelling at me in my head all day everyday. They were bullying me. And they invited people from throughout my life to come and take part. Pretty much everyone they ever had me date took a turn and many of them were constant voices in my head. You all were able to see this happening on the Jeep cams. I can’t explain how hard this was. It was so traumatizing I started doing this humming thing to try to calm myself down. And I was able to move the chip in my head, so they are no longer as loud. And throughout the past few months I have continued to move the chip so they are quieter than ever before.
I don’t know if you can imagine what it is like to be bullied and gangstalked and abused in your head, but it is pretty traumatizing. So traumatizing that I learned that I can move the muscles in my head to move the chip implanted in my head. The only reason I do not continue to move it in hopes of disconnecting it fully is because I want to have access to you all. My Mom tried to get me to fully disconnect my chip. Because she knows that I won’t be as successful at being apart of this revolution without it. It runs on electricity from my own body, which is really neat. But it also means I just have to move it enough to where it disconnects and I am free for the first time since I was 8 years old.
I did not expect to talk about this because I don’t want to talk about it. But for those of you that have been tuned in and wanted to know what happened to me. Well, here it is. My family has been drugging me and trying to brainwash me my whole life. But it did not really work until I thought I got my Dad almost killed.
I know yesterday I said I like my Dad because he is like me and this is true. He is the one person on Earth who is the most like me. Not in the evil ways, but in the epigenetic and genetic ways. My Dad is my weakness, because he has never destroyed me without my Mom telling him too. But boy oh boy has he destroyed me throughout my life. I do not wish to have a relationship with him. But it is weird to have the person you are the most like, destroy you for your mother. My Dad gets nothing from destroying me, other than my Mom not attacking and killing him. But isn’t that what all the people who attack me are like? They are all trying to earn privilege with my parents. So the world is very much like my Dad. Once my Mom dies and there is no reward for him to destroy me, I fully believe he will stop. Because return on investment is what the war games are about. My Dad will fight for the right to destroy you all. But he will not fight to destroy himself. He is not as much of a sociopath as my Mom. I bet to those who grew up in the war games this applies to you too. Your Mom is more sociopathic than your Dad, huh?
So long story short, once I realized it was all a game and that they were just fucking with me and had no intention of killing me, just torturing me, I stopped listening to them. And here we are. It has been about 40 days since I caught on and I am estrogen dominant because while I was fasting they grew the bad bacteria in my body so much it is causing hormonal imbalance and causing my liver to fail and thus causing toxins to build up in my body and I am swelling.
Today, I got epsom salts from Safeway and I am finally trying to pooh out the bad shit. Because I have not taken a good shit since the end of May when they started poisoning me a lot with tons of bad bacteria because I was parked near a dumpster. Because the Jeep dealership had fucked up my Jeep and I couldn’t drive far. The epsom salts were poisoned so much I have not poohed yet. But the good news is that if I am not poohing that means I am not absorbing the epsom salt and it is not pulling calcium from my bones.
I did not expect to talk about this stuff ever. Because it hurts. But maybe I needed to talk to you all about it so you would understand why I am so angry. I had not even tried to clean out my bowels because until the other day I had not decided to really try. I always keep going because that is who I am. But when I finally talked to you all the other day I realized that I was being half ass and I needed to get over myself.
I am going to pooh and clean out my colon. That is the goal. I may end up taking a shit ton of epsom salt tonight(pun intended). Every time I get the urge to pooh they poison me with bacteria that makes me constipated. My Mom and Dad have both been trying to make my insides explode my whole life. My Dad is mad he hasn’t been able to give me colon cancer yet, like he gave himself.
I may not like you all, but I like you all a hell of a lot better than my family. Me choosing the world is not really a choice. It is just me choosing the lesser of two evils. I hope you all stop destroying me soon. And I especially hope you let me pooh and have a real life soon. I guess we will see.
If your face looks funny after you shower, you are taking the same concentration camp showers I take. And it means you also have hormone imbalance and fatty liver.