Harassment


 As I curl up in my bed, my body refusing to do anything, I feel unsafe. I feel drained out of every joy in this world. I have my issues, I am not a perfect person. In past few days, I have pushed people away, I have been very hard person to be around. But, whatever has happened, is forcing me into isolation. 

For last 10-12 days, I have constantly been getting vile threats. They started out with simple messages, asking me to stop harassing someone, who didn't feel harassed. Then they moved to literal vile shit like this: 



I got this message. I got multiple more messages, and they didn't affect me that much. They made me feel sad, but I was okay with them. 

Then, these people resorted to the worst thing possible, they threatened me of physically hurting me, the said, "they will fuck me the way I was fucked as a kid, allegedly" referencing to my history of child sexual assault; they said, "they will tire me to the death". 

I have been told all these things before, and it is repeating again. I am tired of this. 

I filed legal complaint, my friends are suffering because of this. 

Now they want mercy, they say they were having little fun, they were just trying to make me man up a little, because I was too whiny. 

If this is your definition of fun, I really don't know what to say. 

I have been constantly harassed, and tortured, while I battle my actual physical discomfort. 

I don't know how much more I can take this, and I really want this to stop right here. 

I don't know what I can do to make it stop but this is the absolute limit of it. 

I am just tired. I have lost all my will. I don't want to be brave and I don't want to fight them, I just want them to stop and let me be. Let me be whatever I am. 


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