I have now been in contact with the police again and it is obvious, that they haven’t been investigation my case any further.
To their defense I will say, that I didn’t have a lot of self-confidence last year. Everybody I knew thought I had gone mad. In my naivety however I thought back then, that both the hospital and in the end the psychiatric hospital, would be able to tell the difference between sanity and insanity – well, I was terribly wrong. No matter where I went, I was being perceived as totally delusional 🙂 As a matter of fact the psychiatric hospital ended up being the most reflected part, when it came to my sanity or insanity, which should be pretty apparent, if you read my medical journals regarding my psychiatric evaluations My medical journals 1 – psychiatric evaluations.
But still. All in all nobody had the imagination to believe that what I was telling was true, and I do get it – my life the last two years equals any horror movie, thriller, drama etc. – which is why I go beyond myself to prove my sanity – and my God it’s a hard task, but I’m doing my best.
However, back to the police – in my naivety that the crimes committed against me would be taken serious both by the hospital, the psychiatric hospital and the police, I tried to contact the police over and over again last year and with no positive result, which is why, I haven’t been going to the police ever since (even though I know it is a wrong choice) first of all, because of the humiliation, secondly because I might get locked up on some mental institution – you never know? Lots of perfectly sane T.I’s, some whistleblowers, have been locked up, because of their experiences?
And the humiliation was quite substantial: Whenever I went to the police last year explaining my situation, their main comment always seemed to be “Oh yeah, what does you psychologist say about it?”
Well, that pretty much erased every bit of confidence I had left in me – and I just felt like an idiot (surprise, surprise) even trying to tell them about my situation. It wasn’t before I gave them the video with the shooting incident, that they seemed to take me serious, they even allowed me to stay after closing hour, and I was thinking too myself – finally, I’m getting somewhere.
Hm… not really. It so turned out, that the shooting incident took place in a different city, and I was told to go to the police in that city instead of 😦
So, I did. In the hope that my evidence was a pretty straight forward case. I was even interviewed in the holy wing of the police station – meaning I was interviewed in a room in their basement.
But, as you can see on an earlier blog-post regarding my contact with the police, my case was closed the same day I handed over the video of the shooting incident.
So I was back at square one, which also means that all the other incidents I reported, was never investigated:
- Incident: the video footage of the shooting incident I delivered to the police, including the incident, where a car is driving up behind mine with headlights turned on (I call it – intimidation and/or gaslighting).
- Incident: Leaving the place around 05:30 am I’m being followed by two cars on an almost empty road to a remote parking lot nearby and decide not to go to the parking lot, after I have just seen the video of the shooting incident, being totally scared (somehow I managed to sleep through the whole shooting incident, I must have been real exhausted).
- Incident: I’m sleeping in front of a police station one week later, when an old, white Volvo station cars drives up to the place where I’m sleeping (there is nobody else on this parking lot but me). Inside the car is sitting two military hair-cut type of people, firing three gun shots from their car around 5 – 7 meters away, I even saw a white-blue/bluish flash from one of the gun shots, and then leaving the parking lot kind of fast, but not really, apparently they didn’t feel threaten (I woke up due to the first gunshot and saw them drive away).
- Incident: I’m stopping in front of the under-ground garage under the building where I was still living in 2017, around 00:00 – 01:00 am, when a fancy black Jeep/Range Rover/Tank Wagon with lots of chrome details drives up right behind my car, blocking my way (I had to get out of my car to open the port to the under-ground garage) – Inside the car was sitting to grown Muslim men, late 30s, the well-dressed gangster-types, just staring at me with evil, threatening looks, I could see them in the back-mirror, before driving away 30 – 60 seconds later.
All of these events, all happening in August 2017, haven’t been investigated, because every time I tried to tell the police, that I was being stalked, intimidated and harassed, they were more interested to know about my psychologists opinions on the matter.
So… Here I am.
NB. It is late, but I will soon be posting the letters the police have sent to me.