Third Year

Similar to the second. Met a woman who tried , apparently, to help. But did not pay properly either.  The most important thing, though, was that the people kept on looking at me as if I were an experiment. I felt intimidated to go out. There were groups going to every place I went, above all public phones and hospitals, to terrorize my experience while calling for help or asking for healthcare. There was never any action taken against them.

When they went to the phones it was explicitly explained, almost in front of me, that they knew who I was calling. I t is a very powerful tool against me that they used repeatedly. Sometimes, apparently authorized by the neighbors, people went to the adjacent office, above all in the evening to reinforce in me the feeling that I was HIV positive.

There were also a very sophisticated audio device that was focused on the office and constantly transmitted that I was HIV positive too.

After sometime I became a person totally different from the usual me. It was horrible.

When I went to ask for some help to a hospital, I was internalized against my will and I was given dangerous medicines. One of the side effects was to increase my cardiac rythm, the other was to increase the diabetes to very, very high degree. The other, and perhaps more important was to affect my memory and my sense of motion.

I lost the capability of remembering properly.

There were specialized groups that knew when I took the buses to harass me.

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