#frey effect

[i-fucked-everything-up]

Comprehending voice-to-skull communication is actually a lot like trying to have a conversation with someone who only knows how to mumble-rap. Most of the time it's just barely decipherable, but also a lot of the time I'm like "I have no fucking idea what you just tried to say but it was totally incoherent as far as I'm concerned."

And then I'll always hear the voice attempting to repeat itself for me in a more irate tone, but I still just can't even remotely figure out what they're saying so I don't even give a response to their statement/demand/whatever insult or threat they've come up with this time.

[mass-mind-control]

I am honestly so happy that the actual organized stalking and gaslighting/covert harassment in-person from strangers involved in gangstalking has ceased.

I mean, even though creeps in unmarked white utility vans and out-of-state cars with tinted windows still love to drive by real slow, that part isn't really even concerning anymore now that I'm ready for anyone.

I'm just glad I can go to stores, or out to dinner with my partner on a date, and not have us both overhear people talking about following me, or recieving harassing/stalking type messages from strangers online.

It has been pretty nice, only having to cope with the electronic harassment (remote neural monitoring + voice-to-skull/synthetic telepathy) sort of stuff each day. Much more manageable when it's stuff that's limited to being clearly "just" remote harassment.

Sleeping easy again (also thanks to phenibut).