March 1, 2026
8:57pm - As I stated in my earlier entry, the harassers are once again increasing intensity. As soon as I went to bed, the harasser began stimulating the clitoral and genital area as well as the breasts. They also stimulated my heart leading to a feeling of adrenaline.
~7:00pm - I had been hoping for a quiet day like yesterday and while it hasn’t been as bad as before, it already feels as though it is creeping towards more physical and psychological intensity and damage.
I am at home and more or less stuck inside at this point. As much as there is joking around about what is going on, the simple fact remains that what is occurring with the technology used on me is abusive and a violation of my civil rights. I think this is something that is sorely in need of being addressed especially in light of the errors and oversights of those investigating the situation.
Sleep was poorer than the night before. I was awakened by severe heat, adrenaline, and tachycardia maybe around 3:00am. This continued roughly every 1-2 hours making it difficult for me to sleep.
With that said, I was able to get some cleaning done around the house. However, I don’t like being here and I am physically uncomfortable and pyschologically stressed. The technology used hurts and it is doing damage. I also don’t like feeling isolated and alone with the people who are hurting me. I’ve been trying to keep calm, distracted, and busy which helps considerably. I’ve also been trying to keep interactions with the harassers objective and comparatively light to what they were before. I assume this will fall apart rapidly as usual given the increasing intensity of day-to-day interactions on their part.
Otherwise, a couple of emails arrived from the UCB Extension art department. I both laughed and appreciated the thought. However, at this time, I don’t feel as though the situation is conducive to taking an art class or formally being around people given how uncomfortable I am in my home. A similar effort through UCSD Extension failed miserably. (There were issues in the first meeting and the harassers administered acute, severe pelvic pain at the beginning of the second. I logged off at that time and did not return.) It ends up costing a lot of money at a time when things are potentially tight. (Let me remind everyone, I just spent around $200 for a poor night’s sleep in West Sacramento.) With all that said, the courses on financial management and retirement offered in April look promising.
As usual, I do not consent to the protection I am being given nor do I consent to the care or therapies being provided. I am a capable person. I appreciate the effort being made by others, but admittedly remain frustrated and afraid. Tomorrow I will continue to work on finding a psychiatrist and will likely look for a therapist as well. I have been told I can work on financial matters again, so I will likely start to get caught up on my bookkeeping and budgeting as well.