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FICTION? OR FACT?

I WAS 17-19 YEARS OLD, WORKING AT A JOB NEAR THE AIRPORT... AT THIS TIME I WAS “BLOSSOMING” IN THE SENSE THAT I WAS FOCUSED ON TAKING CARE OF MYSELF PHYSICALLY, MENTALLY, SPIRITUALLY, AND IN ALL ASPECTS POSSIBLE... I WAS CREAMY SKINNED, CURLY HAIRED, HONEY EYED, AND SPIRITUAL WITH A SLENDER SILHOUETTE... I TRIED MY BEST AT WORK, AND WAS EVEN CLEANING MY ROOM EVERY SINGLE DAY BEFORE LEAVING, SO MY ROOM WOULD BE OK BY THE TIME I HAD ARRIVED HOME... MY FAMILY LIFE (SEEMED) GOOD AS WELL... AS TIME PROGRESSED, I ENDED UP MOVING TO A NEW JOB SITE CLOSER TO HOME... WITH THIS CHANGE OF PACE, MY HABITS HAD CHANGED AS WELL... I STAYED HOME MORE TO SAVE MONEY, WAS BORDERLINE ADDICTED TO NINTENDO SWITCH, AND UNFORTUNATELY STARTED GAINING WEIGHT AS WELL. THE CUSTOMER BASE AT MY NEW JOB SITE BECAME MORE PROVOCATIVE/AGGRESSIVE, AND MY WAY OF RESPONDING TO STRESS/DEFENDING MYSELF BECAME VERY OFFENSIVE. MY FAMILY SEEMED MORE DISASSOCIATED FROM ME, AT TIMES MORE CONFRONTATIONAL AS WELL... AT THIS TIME, I WAS BEING GANGSTALKED BUT WAS VERY UNAWARE OF IT UNTIL YEARS LATER ON, BUT DID NOTICE STRANGE ACTIVITY LIKE WAKING UP TO MY DOOR OPEN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, MY BEAUTY SUPPLIES WERE BEING TAMPERED WITH, AND MY CRYSTALS/SPIRITUAL ITEMS WERE GOING MISSING... TIME PROGRESSED, YEARS PASSED AND IT WAS NOW 2019, I HAD A NEW JOB WORKING AT A HOTEL. I WAS GOING THROUGH A LOT EMOTIONALLY, AND WAS REACTING IN VERY INTENSE WAYS... WITH THIS, MY GANGSTALKING HAD BECOME OVERT AND PEOPLE WERE LITERALLY PUSHING ME TOWARDS DOING SOMETHING I WOULD NEVER DO... THEY WANTED ME TO END MY OWN LIFE. I NEVER SAW THIS AS AN OPTION BECAUSE, I LOVE LIFE TOO DEARLY AND FEEL EVERY PROBLEM IN LIFE HAS A SOLUTION REGARDLESS OF HOW INTENSE IT MAY SEEM. I WAS BULLIED BY MANY, GANGSTALKERS WOULD DRIVE TO MY PLACE OF RESIDENCE LATE AT NIGHT, GANGSTALKERS WOULD ENTER MY ROOM WHEN I WASNT HOME AND PUT CHEMICALS IN MY SKINCARE, CUT HOLES/TEARS IN MY CLOTHES, BREAK MY THINGS, AND MESS WITH MY CAR. AT THIS TIME, I CONFIDED IN MY MOTHER/BROTHER AND THEY WOULD GASLIGHT ME/MAKE JOKES ABOUT ME DYING.... BUT TO THE PUBLIC THEY WOULD FAKE AND PRETEND THEY WERE CARING/LOVING.. WITH THIS THE ONLY PERSON I COULD REALLY CONFIDE IN WAS OLOFI. I WOULD WORK/COME HOME/WORK/COME HOME. I CONQUERED THE BULLSHIT THE WEAK MISERABLE GANGSTALKERS WOULD THROW MY WAY...FAST FORWARD TO NOW: I KEEP MY ROOM/CAR A MESS SO THEY HAVE TROUBLE SEARCHING THROUGH MY THINGS, I WEAR THE SAME CLOTHES ALOT OF THE TIME TO ENSURE THEY DONT DAMAGE MY CLOTHES WHEN IM GONE, I KEEP A FEW SKINCARE PRODUCTS IN A LOCKBAG TO ENSURE THEY DONT PUT CHEMICALS IN MY PRODUCTS, I EAT GROCERY STORE FOOD EVERY DAY TO ENSURE MY FOOD ISNT TAMPERED WITH/POISONED... ITS CRAZY BECAUSE MY GANGSTALKERS TRY TO PORTRAY ME AS BEING LAZY OR BEING TROUBLED, BUT IN ALL ACTUALLY I AM HIGHER QUALITY THEN THEY ARE, AND THEY ARE JEALOUS OF THIS. I AM BEAUTIFUL, INTELLIGENT, CREATIVE, POWERFUL, UNIQUE, FUNNY, MULTIFACETED, TALENTED, BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY... I AM WELL LOVED. I FEEL SORRY FOR MY GANGSTALKERS BECAUSE I KNOW THEY ARE SAD, LONELY, DEPRESSED, ABANDONED, STRESSED, AND SEVERELY UNLOVED... I THINK ABOUT HOW ONE DAY ON THEIR DEATHBED THEY WILL THINK ABOUT HOW MISERABLE THEIR LIVES WERE THAT THEY COULD NEVER FEEL A SENSE OF HAPPINESS. MY LIFE IS FAR FROM PERFECT, BUT THAT’S SUCH A DISGRACEFUL AND PATHETIC WAY TO LIVE LIFE. I WOULD NEVER WANT TO KNOW, MEET, OR EVEN BE CLOSE TO ANYONE SO MISERABLE. THEY CAN TRY TO PORTRAY MY LIFE ANY WAY THEY LIKE, BUT ITS OBVIOUSLY A LIE. THE TRUTH IS EVIDENT, AND THE WAY THEY LIVE THEIR LIVES CAN ONLY BE EXPLAINED AS.... THE TRUTH IS EVIDENT. WE ALL SEE. MY OLOFI HEAL THEM , FOR THEY DESPERATELY NEED IT.... FOR ME, AM I SO GRATEFUL TO BE ABLE TO LIVE LIFE WITH A HEART FULL OF LOVE AND JOY, CONSTANTLY SHARING WITH THE WORLD. MAY OUR CREATOR IN THE SKY BLESS US ALL. AMEN AND ASHE.