The Famous Junkie: Judgemental

Tuesday 28 November 2017

❤️ People Who Think It’s Beneficial To Stalk Someone With Mental Health Problems

NB - Look at how the quality of camera has increased over 3 years!

THOSE OF YOU WHO THINK YOU’RE DOING GOOD... WRONG! Your making my mental illness a million times worse. There are thousand and thousands of people who use drugs recreationally and go to work. Who function. Who contribute to society. As you’re not ‘staking’ everyone, you’re clearly discriminating against me.

Seeing as most of you are not English, you clearly face discrimination daily. Why repeat the behaviour you despise?

On another note... MY FATHER AND BROTHER ARE COMPLETE RACISTS.

Yes, the people who orchestrated this actively hate you.

My father frequently sits watching the TV telling you fucking N****, P***** and immigrants (anyone else) to go the fuck home. Even if you’re British but don’t have white skin, he’ll tell you to go the fuck home too. Even when I explain you were born in this country.

Unless your English, white skinned and called ‘Dave’ you won’t escape his abuse.

Hence why I have a distance with my father. And my brother. Both of them took an active dislike to my boyfriends who did not have white skin.

My brother told me I was sleeping with fucking mongrels and should I have a mixed race baby, it would be a fucking mongrel and he would not love it (around about 2002, in my bed room, after we both had separate nights out, but he joined me,

So he could have some of my cocaine, ecstasy, alcohol and weed).

Yet again I am finding members of the public who think it’s of some benefit to increase my mental health problems by photographing me, or using some fucking pathetic app to track me.

You know NOTHING about me, the horrendous abuse my own family subject me to, the lack of suppprt they have provided me, how they have only made my problems worse when they could be supported not me, or how their actions do nothing but ensure my sobriety is never something i can obtain. So, watch out. If I catch you getting your phones out and I makingsomeone with mental health problems even more mentally ill, you will now appear on my blog.

Suicide is imminent. I have friends who will make sure the media gets my blog, and indeed your photos.

It’s not really Suicide though is it. It’s murder. You’ve all contrabuted to my death.

If just one of you, instead of making my life a misery, actually came to speak to me, you woud discover the truth is vastly different than the bullshit you’ve been told by my family.

I hope you appear below. And if you do appear below, you’ve been caught photographing me and / or adding to a social media app, which funnily enough I’m unable to join. You are all partly to blame for my death.

Murderers!!

2015

2015 - Whilst going to see my Counsellor

10th April 2015 - Northern Line. 5pm

11/04/15 - Getting my control meds from Springfield when they changed my section so I wasn’t locked up any more

11th March 15. 9.25pm. I don’t have a clue where this is! Somewhere in Mitcham.

12th March. 2015. 1.15pm. 163 bus from Morden to Greenway.

14/04/15 - Streatham. 9.15pm

14/04/15 - On way to nut house

15th May 2015, 6.30pm, Northern Line. There’s a whole post dedicated to this prick. Starring away at me, till I clocked him. Then prang, prang, prang. Like my boy was on crack. I had wicked track marks at the time. My stalkers had something to actually see.

15th May 15 again

2016?? Spring / summer?! I maybe 2015 once I stopped banging up daily. In Wetherspoons, Wimbledon anyway

15/11/17 - On the 80 bus going home from a hard day at work, where I help people on benefits find work, pay my taxes and NI contributions

16/11/17 - In central London near Old Street tube

17/11/17 - In Morden after work, both these guys followed me on the 118. Isn’t it lovely being a petite size 6 female having loads of young, men follow you around

I’ve just removed someone! Gave them my blog details and they’ve contacted me!

18/11/17 - On my way to Asda

Popular In Asda

23/11/17 - On my way to work. Looks like she could do with a little less cake and a little more salad going by the size of her thighs. North bound northern line

North bound northern line

118 Bus Route

13/12/17 - 12.38pm. So, I’m wearing work clothes. I go Argos during ‘lunch time’ and this prick felt the need to follow me around a shop, which has no fucking stock on the shop floor. Prick! I’m considerably richer than you mate! You earn half what I earn.

15/12/17 - at 8.50am

15/12/17 - 8.15am. Morden. Whilst on my way to work.

19/12/17 - 5.41pm. Northern Line. From Stockwell to Morden. Just what I need after a hard day at work, paying my taxes, contributing so society. This prick.

Wednesday 18/12/17. Morden tube 5.38pm. Couldn’t get his face.

Thursday the 19/12/17. 5.31pm. Morden

Friday 20/12/17 - 8.52am. From Morden to Stockwell on the Northern Line

Same time and date, this woman too.

27/12/17 - This dude who lives near me... around my age. Living in his mummy’s house. Prat. I’ve made more money on the house of horrors than what he’ll ever have (£100,000!). 2.39pm. Don’t worry I’ll get the fucker’s face next time!

27/12/17 - 3.41pm. Sainsbury’s in Morden. I followed this one and he freaked!!

27/12/17 - it’s probably good this guy stalking me. The chubster will probably lose a bit of weight keeping up with me 😀 6.19pm, Bishopford’s Road, where I got off the 80 bus.

27/12/17 - Said very loudly ‘Yeah she’s sitting in the pub alone’ 7pm Wetherspoons Mitcham

UPDATE - JUST GONE AND SCORED LOCALLY, HAVEN’T USED ALL WEEK. USED MAPS A COUPLE OF TIME. WHO SUDDENL APPEARED??? SAME DUDE BELOW! 27/04/18 ROBERTSBRIDGE ROAD SM5

29/12/17 - 4.18pm. Morden. Here we have fellow addicts... but these ones are addicted to cake and that’s socially acceptable... placing judgment on me

27th Jan. Northern Line. 8.45am. Morden to Stockwell

15/02/18 - 5.17pm. Northern Line. Stockwell to Morden. This fat faced prick.

23rd Feb 2018. Northern Line. South Bound. Stockwell to Morden. 5.28pm. So after another hard day at work, I’m judged again. The boyfriend clearly speaks two languages. The girlfriend is clearly as thick as shit. So he points me out. I’m standing 6 inches from him. Being psychic means I’m more attuned to people anyway. Girlfriend clearly thinks I’m deaf. I can’t get over how imbecilic she sounded (highlight the word on your inferior iPhone sweetheart and push the look up button!!). I mean, she made those Born In Essex people sound like Einstein... Made in Essex... I don’t know.. you know I don’t watch that. Both could do with laying off the cake too. Not only did she make the mistake of letting me hear her talk negatively about someone she actually knows jack shit about, but the dumb bitch sat right in front of me!!

05th March 2018. Mitcham town centre. 3.15pm. So this prick approaches me at the Pound Shop and tries to get my attention. I ignore and walk away. He then approaches me asking if I’m local. I say no. He asks can he talk to me. I reply no and walk away. Wanting to have a cigarette I then walk all the way across the green. As far as possible from him. He then approaches me a THIRD time from behind and asks if he can talk to me a SECOND time. Clearly lacking in mental stability as he’s unable to process the word no and it’s implications. Now I’m pissed and I tell him to fuck off. I’m told, he just wanted to check if I was ok!!! What God damn reason do you have to give a shit about my wellbeing. When I’ve already told you NO. What is wrong with you. Do you have no boundaries. The only thing wrong with me is your sheer stupidity with your constant attempts to harass me.

I could write some proper nasty comments. But I won’t. Because I’m better than the scum who believe what they read in story tales like Cinderella and The Sun