November 1, 2018
Probably did start back in college, first email, 1997, 1998. Somebody probably had a tail they did not know about until after their tail had spotted me in their activities.
There is an Al Gore connection. Weren’t there news stories about him claiming to invent the internet and such?
There is a big mess in there, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, and its surround. That is the best I feel like writing about. Honestly, why do I bother at all.
Honestly, I don’t know why I bother writing about this. Obviously, nothing I do or write is valued by anyone, or persons at all, in any way. You try living as the World’s most hated person. You try living as the World’s most hated woman in the world and still help and write about it every day.
You try living as the World’s most hated woman in absolute isolation, like nothing more than a glorified prisoner, to be beaten up, near poverty, without so much as male companionship and comfort going on five years, and more truthfully going on more than seven years. See how you feel about yourself and others after such a time. You see how you feel about helping others and wanting to continue to help after time, after time, after time being treated as a punching bag, as a useless nothing whose only value is to be used as nothing more than as a do this command or else and see how you feel about yourself.
Why is it that someone and many, many people want me to feel, to be portrayed, and be the World’s most hated person and World’s most hated woman?
Why is there such a drive constantly asking of me and creating an environment for me to kill myself?
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 