An aberrant story
I was groomed very early in life, which turned me from a child prodigy (so everyone says) into a lunatic. My parents are human cases, they still don’t believe my story and made a mess of everything. 20 years ago they decided to move to a cesspool town, which has made my life difficult to this day. At a certain point, the targeting became extreme: first extreme V2K and character assassination, then gangstalking for two years.
I suffer from the great ambitions I once had, from dealing with the grooming, and from the trauma of the aberrant daily events that keep happening; I’ve even been doxxed ect. The story is too long.
The best thing would be to leave and start over, but it’s extremely difficult also given my mental state.
I am apparently attractive, intelligent person with an extreme imagination, my desires have been denied; I could become a great writer. I also have a certain energy due to my past passion for Eastern philosophies before these seven hellish years.
I definitely have concussions such as memory loss ( I had a photographic memory), anhedonia, etc.
My previous psychiatrist even wrote that I used heroin—a completely untrue claim that I found out by chance... There have been many events.
I’d at least I would like to leave this run-down area, which has become half fucking cult.