Okay so I had my phone fixed yesterday and new screen new LED.
I also noticed yesterday that I had no more whispering out of my mobile phone and again today when I went to the toilet of work it was silent.
The whispering makes me really anxious and really sets me off and freaks me out.
So this was lovely. Howver, about an hour ago I realise my mobile phone had gone missing.
It wasn’t responding to hey Siri. I checked the front room twice because I moved items in the front room around twice.
So I started securing the back door and the bedroom doors, which took quite a while.
When I return back down the old iPhone 5 which I have been trying to set up has vanished and my iPhone has suddenly returned its place.
Clearly my phone had been taken and returned.
I know the whispering destroys me.
I was really tired earlier and stupidly found a needle in the box with a what I believed to be cocaine and blood.
Like a dick I stupidly banged it up.
Although there was clearly ‘some’ cocaine in this pin, I could taste it on the back of my throat, this shit knocks me out.
I have no doubt they have drugged me, with what I can only assume is a date rape drug GBH.
My ‘loving’ family have done this so they were able to steal my phone, hack it and then return it now so they can stalk me / track me / invade my privacy.
Clearly having my screen replaced removed whatever they have put in my phone.
I am going to take it back to the repair shop tomorrow.
Get a new screen placement even know I don’t need it changing. My phone unlock passcode and iCloud password needs to be changed. In future my iPhone will not leave my side.
I hate them, why they trying to destroy me?
(Written whilst under the influence of the date rape drug GHB, which my family tricked me into taking so they could hack my phone and put springboard on it... real loving family ehh??)
#itsnotaboutthedrugs
@Gemma_Stalked
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