As the surveillance and harassment intensified, it felt like I was being tormented, with no proof - like sensory deprivation. I was a basketcase, at times. Interestingly, all of these things described by Roderick Russell below - even the helicopters, but not the shootings or crashed car - happened to me.
Yet no one believed me. I live alone and did not have the benefit of witnesses. (There are some witnesses to minor incidents, but most dismiss these isolated anomalies as merely 'strange'. See this post.) I also do not communicate in a way that's believable. Throughout my life, people have tended to doubt me, despite my telling the truth or being correct in my speculation / suppositions / conclusions. I've often been right, but I don't present myself in a factual / rational / logical way, and so people dismiss me as a 'flighty female'.
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