So I've had several offensive players suddenly come online, one try to immitate or hijack my account, others quitting in games so as to hurt us, or possibly play poorly.
Which is mild since the usual tactic back in the early 2000s was to harass me on the road, parade me half naked in front of my home as per the Foster City Fire Department, also claiming "Yeah, I've been called out here several times", when, in fact, not since my mother passed away in 1991 had they come out. Or, threaten me over the phone. Or, have one of my posts or reviews on another website removed.
It will be a few weeks before I get a copy of the complaint from the DOJ, but, needless to say, when I went hunting for yet another lawyer, I got someone named "Barbara" allegedly down at the Redwood City BAR Legal Referral Hotline. More like my phone may have been redirected to either UC Berkeley, UC Santa Cruz, Stanford, or UCLA.
Again, law enforcement is aware of this. Again, my past personal history is that of being used as bait. Again, my mother, or the woman I knew as my mother, did security work ostensibly for the military, as well as being an LCSW, and, upon reflection, worked with both the US Army and United Stated Navy.
So, someone keeps dumping a lot of resources into harassing me when I even have a thought of suicide. More like I'm still drugged up and talking in my sleep as per previous experience, all thanks to Doctor David L. Ross and Doctor Burton White, both of San Mateo.
It's a way of life now, and, if I do decide to take my life, well, there's absolutely nothing anyone can do about it. So there. You might as well let me sleep rather than keeping tabs on my every whim, because you're only digging your own grave professionally, and perhaps personally.
And, who knows? Maybe I've already taken my temper out on someone.
I told you to stop several times. And you wouldn't.