My Medical Journey and the determination that I suffer from psychosis.
I decided to document when this all began for me and how I somehow came about being diagnosed with Psychosis when I actually do not have any form of psychosis and the frustrations surrounding having this label placed on me when I know for certain that I am not suffering from any mental illness yet this is a character assination done by the individuals who have been cyber stalking me and in person stalking me on a daily basis. And I realize the below story may sound surreal but that’s because it truly is surreal and that’s what these people bank on that they do things to the extreme bizarre and unbelievable and the other end of the spectrum the extreme subtle so as to go undetected. Keep in mind that everything written below is factual events which have taken place in my life over the past 2 years.
August 3rd 2024,
This is the first time you see in any medical records with the word psychosis. This was placed by a nurse at the St Pauls hospital, when I went in to ask about seeing a social worker as I was homeless and had no where to go. Instead when I got there it was almost as if they were awaiting my arrival. I was greeted and sat at one of the intake cubicles where a nurse took my details and that I wanted to speak to a social worker. After that I was shown to the waiting room where I waited for about 3-5 minutes before another nurse who placed the psychosis label on my file.
The nurse called me into another small interview room just off of emergency and I proceeded to tell her that I was looking to speak to a social worker about being homeless and she started going on about how stressful that must be and how scary as well that must be. She continued to do this type of statements even though I had told her that it wasn’t really stressing me out and that I wanted to see about talking to a social worker.
I then thought I heard my old friends Jon and Alan talking and I asked her if she could hear them talking she said no and I gave up on that they were there. Yet she did not give up on that and proceeded to go on with a line of questioning about was I still hearing them, and where did I think they were to which I had told her no I wasn’t hearing them anymore but they sounded like they were coming from outside the room we were currently residing in. She proceeded to continue to ask me questions about their voices which I told her I only heard for that moment.
I was sitting there and she left the room for a moment and then came back with a doctor who asked me what was going on and I told him basically the same thing that I told the nurse, only I had added in that my old friends Jon and Alan had done identity theft and told me they were using it in Europe. It was after telling the doctor the same thing that I told the nurse that he deemed me certified but he did not tell me that he told the nurse. And she then asked me to come to the rapid treatment room with her and I told her that I just wanted to go have a quick smoke before and she told me I could have one, once she got me settled in the rapid treatment room.
I went to the room with her not knowing any better and was seated there for about 5 minutes when I started to get ready to go for a smoke and then stood up and was told I wasn’t allowed to leave the room. I started to walk to the door and she told me I was sectioned or something which this was the first I had ever heard of this and didn’t even know what a section was so I stood there and then all of a sudden 6 guards came out of no where and were surrounding me on all sides.
I lifted my hand up and was immediately grabbed and restrained by all 6 guards one on each hand one on each leg and another had me in a headlock and the last one was walking towards a room that they were carrying me to and I was screaming let me go what did I do and continued to scream and start to cry because I had zero clue what was going on or what I had done to deserve this when I just went in to talk to them about a social worker.
I was soon after given an injection as well as 6 pills to swallow. They poured them into my mouth and then plugged my nose and covered my mouth to make sure I swallowed them. And the doctor standing on the side told me I was certified and that I would be checked into the hospital involuntary and I called him a fucking asshole because I had done nothing to warrant this.
This was the first instance of the word psychosis being entered into my medial file ever and the start of the mental halth false journey that my stalkers and tormentors would have me go on for the next 18 months.
See after this I stayed in the hospital 1 night and the medical reports show that I was asleep but that I spoke to a psychologist and they agreed with the section. Which I kind of find strange that if I was asleep how is it that I was able to talk to a therapist. I recall leaving that observation room, and wheeled into what looked like a sleeping ward of various people sleeping on gurneys and I was wheeled to the end of the row and placed there and a nurse asked me if there was anything I needed and brought me a sandwich and after that I fell asleep to be woken alarmingly withy my gurney in the middle of the room and my bag thrown at me and told to get dressed and get out I was discharged from the hospital and had to leave.
Never during this visit did I display any characteristics of psychosis as there were no auditor hallucinations nor were there any visual hallucinations, I didn’t feel as thought I had thoughts of grandeur and did not think I possessed any sort of special powers yet I was labeled as having psychosis. I would later be told that the nurse that had placed me on a mental certification was paid to do so and I was told that she did exactly what she was paid for. This would make more sense down the road when I would move into my new apartment building.
After leaving the hospital I was on the phone with my mother and told her that I had been admitted to the hospital and that it was because of the fraud I had uncovered by Jon and Alan and that I occasionally did meth that they gave me to use and to sell. She was surprised but didn’t really offer any sort of help or support being homeless so.
I did the only thing I could do and that was to return to the place with the people had stolen my identity at Jon and Alans and I was able to see my beautiful Finnigan. I had left him at their house because I didn’t want to take him around with me outside not having a place to sleep. So I went back to their place for a bit to play with Finnigan and get some of my clothes and stuff. I hung out with Finnigan for about 2-3 hours that day, fed him and played with him and changed his litter box and then after that I packed up my bags and headed out for the day to try and find a place to sleep or spot to crawl up on because I couldn’t stay there.
August 7th
This is wjhen I started staying with my Tim. Well at the time friend. He was a fling that I hooked up with a few times and had a murphy bed that he let me sleep on in exchange for some drugs and the occasional play date. I stayed with Tim for about 2 weeks I would say and things were going all good until I started to hear his voice and the voice of another guy talking in the bedroom about taking finnigan away from me. See with Tim I was able to take finnigan from Jon and Alans place and have him stay with me at Tims which I did promptly.
Me and Tim got along well for the two weeks until the last few days when I had heard him talking to someone, I couldn’t decern if it was on the phone or if someone had come over while I was asleep and they were in the room with him. But I would later learn that it was from Jon and Alans friend Todd that I was able to hear them talking see Todd has some strange gift or curse as he calls it where you can hear in your mind somehow what others are thinking. I would also later discover that it wasn’t the gift that Jon and Alan had told me about instead it was them having my device cloned and able to utilize the intercom api to setup a program in the phone itself that allowed them to talk into theirs and use the speaker on my mobile phone. The volume was so low that it was almost like it was in your head but really it was on your device. I’m guessing that they installed this app on Tims phone for him to use when he started to do the gaslighting.
After two days of the gas lighting I packed up my stuff and got Finnigan in his carrier and we walked out the door and never went back. Tim never messaged me until the following day and he asked me why I had left and I told him that I heard him talking to someone about getting a gun and that was not something I was staying around for so I packed up and left.
He said he wasn’t talking to anyone about a gun, but that’s how gas lighting works. You deny any occurrence of what your being told and try to make the other person feel like they are crazy, so after that one conversation I stopped talking to him all together. And me and Finnigan were sitting on one of the outside patios for what seemed like forever and it was about 4am and Finnigan being the good boy he is didn’t even get phased that we were homeless at that point, but he likely just thought we were moving again seeing as every couple days this month we seemed to be moving somewhere else.
So after sitting there for a bit I started chatting to a guy named Geoff and he invited me over and I had to tell him that I had my cat with me and my luggage as I was waiting for my friend to wake up so that I could go to their place and he was great about that. I went to his place on Haro st and we hung out. Finnigan was able to get out of his carrier for the first time in a few hours and just went and looked around and hid some as a cat does in a strange place.
We hung out here probably until about 10am and Alan and Jon finally responded back to me that I could come back with Finnigan and stay for a few days while I tried to find a new place to live. It was during this period staying with them that I had found out about the apartment for rent at 1671 Haro st. I booked a viewing and somehow got the place. But would later find out that me seeing the posting and applying and getting approved right away was all orcharasted in an effort to get me into the building and into their terror suite.
So with that and being accepted I signed the lease paid my deposit for damage and pet and worked on getting my things moved and with social services to get that money for that which seemed to take forever. And in the end when my stuff was delivered at the end of the month they finally came back and told me that they would not provide funding for a move that has already taken place. Which I complained about but it fell on deaf ears.
Fast-forwards to August 25th.
This was when I moved into 1671 Haro st as I had finally found a place and hadn’t had a single hospital visit since the one on the 3rd which I no longer even thought about. But I moved into haro street and the guy Todd who had gotten approved for the other available unit on the 3rd floor needed somewhere to store things while he waited for his unit to be vacated. But seeing as he only stored a chair and some plants in there I think maybe he was doing something nice and paying for the pro-rated portion of my apartment with management so that he could store things. Which benefited me in the end also because having had to live with folks who claimed to steal my identity wasn’t ideal so I talked to todd and Told him that we had a differing of opinions me and Jon and Alan and that I was going to have to move in early which he didn’t seem to care about as he was staying at the sandman hotel for the past month and had said he was going to get a bed and that delivered to the apartment but that never showed up until the end of the month and his apartment was already empty by the time it arrived.
So he didn’t really store anything at my place except for a plants and a chair. I had told him I would reimburse him part of the amount he paid for the proration since I had to stay there early, which because of the way the next few weeks transpired I never did keep that promise as the whirlwind of bullshit would commence the middle of September.
So I began to start to get settled but I had almost nothing to my name except an air mattress and a sheet set I bought from Canadian tire on sale, and some dishes and cooking utensils from the dollar store to get me by until I was able to get my things from storage in Coquitlam. The guy who had moved me before Chris was nice enough to get his guys to go to the storage place in Coquitlam to get me my things and deliver them to Haro street. On the 30th of the month. That was also when I discovered that almost everything that I owned oh Jervis street was thrown out as I only got my couch, Bed and some boxes and some decoration items like mirrors and that type of thing.
Delivered from the storage place and chris’s guys were told that there was only one container fo my things so that’s all they brought. When I was moving stuff into the apartment and had the hallways lined with boxes to move up to the 3rd floor is when I met my neighbour Elise. She lived across the hall from me as I would find out. But she was nice enough to offer to help me take all my stuff up to my place which I’m not sure I would have done. Now I likey would but bad then likely not. But she was a trooper and helped me and the movers move everything into the apartment while as a small thank you, I ordered us slushies and drinks from uber eats since I couldn’t exactly go to a store to get them.
But in just a short hour or so we had everything up in the apartment and I had chatted with her a bit when the movers were all done and gone and offered to take her to lunch the following dfay for being so helpful. That lunch never did happen because todd told her I was a methed out crackhead and that he found my crack pipe while going through my cupboards.
Fact is I am not, nor will I ever be a crack head. I can’t under stand how people can have it destroy their lives so much but it has a hold on some people luckily only every having had a puff of it and it never did anything for me except make me cough a bit. But back to moving. I was in the middle of the room of boxes and furniture which had arrived and was so happy to have a mattress finally but I was chatting with Elise at the door when Finnigan came out of hiding and she told me that she had a cat also which she opened her apartment door for me to see this cute grey haired cat standing by the door because he could hear her talking.
After that I went about sorting out my things and putting them in their places. I was a little overwhelmed by everything that had just gone on and transpired with the storage company but I was none the less in a perfect frame of mind, nothing mental issue wise happening with all that had gone on and losing half my things and being told by social services that they were not going to cover my move expenses which I then had to tell Chris that they refused to cover it and that I was going to have to figure out a way to pay him for it. I sent him 200 that I had borrowed from my sister so I was at least able to give him some money and he was nice enough to tell me pay when you can and I’ll keep making you do work for me to work it off as well. See Chris became a client when he wanted to have his website redone. Which I had done a few versions up for him but he wasn’t finding any of them and it was also more work than what he had wanted to put into the site because going from a company that managed everything to having to find someo0ne like me who was able to do stuff in WordPress he didn’t want to do the change.
So instead of doing the site stuff for him I started to do research on things for him that he didn’t really have time to do. Which I never charged him for seeing as I wasn’t able to deliver on the website I figured the least I could do was look into some investment things for him and help him make an educated decision on if he should take investment collateral from the clients who owed him like over 50k in services and storage. And we seemed to get along, we’d chat about investment things and companies usually for a few hours every few nights or weeks.
September 15th – The beginning of the end.
So to cover a few things, when I moved I had gotten some money for my rent but didn’t have anything for moving so I took some of my rent money and paid chris some for the move so I was stealing from peter to pay paul and I feel like I had paid some of the September rent because nothing started to happen to me until the middle of the month. See I had been very clear and honest about the money I was waiting for and the job’s I was working on getting to pay the rent and told them about my moving issue and such so I never lied to them about my current situation. But understandably come the middle of the month and still not having paid the rent they felt that they were being taken advantage of and their kindness in the matter was over with now, and this is when the first signs of the gaslighting began from downstairs in unit 207 which was Meredith unit who was the unofficial building manger and Kinson just did viewings but Meredith took care of all the money aspects for the building, I’d later show them that she was also skimming about 10K a month off the rents that were paid. But she is where the gaslightuing started and soon she had Elise and Todd and Denise all my neighbours in on the gas lighting and she served me with a 10 day notice to vacate during this first week of gas lighting and I responded to it appeal it as I had paid some of the rent even though not all but really it was a last ditch effort to buy me some more time before having to find another place.
See I knew I would have money coming in the following week which would allow me to pay almost all the remaining rent and I was doing yard work for Ms. Martha who owned the laneway house I had rented before moving back downtown. Which In heindsight I should have stayed at. But never the less I eneded up moving downtown which was the beginning of the end of my time in Vancouver.
Meredith was an extreme gas lighter and began doing even heavier gas lighting when I overheard her and a mob boss talking in her unit about laundering money and he was concerned that I would be able to hear them with their being no drywall up on the ceiling to which she told him that it was likely the cat walking around or jumping off things when he heard me walking as she told him I was in bed by 12 each night and this was now at 2am when they were talking about moving money through the building bank accounts and the other building bank accounts for the other properties she looked after to the tune of what was 40million every month or two.
It was after this week that the gaslighting really started to increase and be intensified which I would later. Find out through end goal was to have me commit suicide so that I wouldn’t be a problem to them anymore so that week progressed on with an immense amount of brazement and torment having them yell and stuff outside my window and that’s how they did it without getting detected was they were just yell and say things outside the window on their patios because they had two patios and because their voice carried it would be you could hear it inside the apartment. You could also hear them through the little gaps where the pipes were for the heater and other things, and because there was no ceiling on the rooms downstairs it was even easier to hear through the floor.
Because it had a very thin coating of varnish on it, but they continually kept saying oh we hate you you’re worthless your despicable no one loves you. No one likes you. You should just kill yourself and die and then followed by the next wave of oh you’re so amazing you’re wonderful. We love you. We’re so glad that you moved here and then that would stop and we’d go back into the negative aspect of the gaslighting that they were doing, and that went on and on, and they continued to do that until the point where I actually thought I was worthless for a minute, but I had no intentions of killing myself.
I made them think that I did because there was something going on and I wasn’t sure why so I lined up a line of cocaine some GHB and some sleeping pills on my nightstand and I did the Hollywood line of blow at that point in time and they probably thought it was fentanyl or something because I think I may have told him that it was fentanyl, but then I just laid in my bed and pretended that I was just going to sleep and that it was gonna be a deep sleep so I pretended and I made sure that I made my breathing a bit more laboured and slow to the point where Meredith the one downstairs got mad at me because I wasn’t dead yet she thought I should be dead long ago from the fentanyl.
I gave up trying to pretend she just blurted out I’ll fucking die already will you and there was a elise and Todd and Diane listening it through the closet wall where my headboard was to all of this as well and then I just sprung up out of bed and just said not today bitch and started getting up and walking around and doing everything that I wanted to do and all you could hear downstairs is you fucking asshole you asshole because I didn’t kill myself so they didn’t get to redeem the cash that they had taken for watching me kill myself because people paid them or people paid to have my suicide streamed online and they didn’t get that so they were out of a lot of money and I pissed them off greatly,
I especially pissed off bator who lived in 1688 Robson and was a friend of Elise because I would later see her sitting in the door window crossed legged when they were doing their satanic cult episode. As well as Pops, who lived in 402 there and then the people in 206 as well got pissed off because they didn’t get to see me commit suicide either.
So with that night being over and me not killing myself and having no intentions of killing myself, I was well aware of what these people were trying to do and trying to torment me and since they weren’t able to get me to commit suicide and I think they evidently realized very soon after that that they weren’t going to be able to, unless they really stepped up their game, the harassment and the gaslighting tone down for a little bit after that because they had to regroup and refocus and see how the Uber were going to attack me and see how they would be able to get me to either get locked up in a mental institution or with the police and since I didn’t have a criminal record.
The idea of having me locked up with the police didn’t seem very viable they tried. They tried to create false narratives to see if they could get any of their pay police officers to budge, but no one seemed to take the debate on that so they’re only other option after that seem to be getting him locked, locked up in a mental Institute so that their plan for that started around the end of September and they thought they’d give me one last hurrah a fun and had some guy named Dimitri. Pick me up online on Grindr or Scruff as a chill and come over and have some fun. He was a very attractive brown individual had a beautiful penis and seemed very nice.
I didn’t seem to be his type but I was in the he came over and we were sitting on the patio smoking the joint and I went to decide to start getting ready and when I did, you could hear him talking to someone out on the patio a woman’s voice so then I realized oh he was talking to Mama D next door in apartment, 301 at 588 Bidwell because she was his nephew or he was her nephew story and that’s how he got pulled into doing this because she was part of the money laundering and everything so she was part of having me try to be killed, but since that didn’t work, she was now on the having me go crazy plan and she’s part of that was bring me up really high and boosted up high and so that I felt like I was on top of the world, which was having a Hawkeye come over and then once I was up there.
it was easier just to rip me down to the very bottom and make me feel like I was going crazy by the tactics that they were doing so that night went pretty eventful. I’ll say we have a bit of Fun IG out at one point because Dimitri had given me or told me to do another shot of G and I stupidly listened to him and that’s when I discovered that he invited Todd and jon over after I was passed out to fuck me as well so those two technically raped me while he didn’t because he had consent, but they didn’t have consent.
So at some point they left and it was just Dimitri there again and I had woken up and come out of my G hole and it was just him there when I woke up and came out of that and told him I needed a little break which he got mad about and then proceeded to get rest and everything and pack up his stuff so that he could leave I guess he was done videotaping fucking me as he made. Everyone wear a blindfold so that you couldn’t tell that he was taking pictures or doing video recordings of his fucking for his only fans page, but with him packing up and leaving.
I went to the washroom and proceeded to conclude that night and said goodbye to him even though he was a bit of a whiny bitch about me wanting to take a break for a minute and then I went about my evening as usual just puttered around the house a bit and eventually went to sleep and that’s when the day of torment and stuff ended.
I should be thankful though of Dimitri because I after I said let’s take a break. I ended up sucking his dick for a bit and when I did, he covered my ears and all the voices that I was hearing from the people downstairs the people next-door they disappeared completely and I thought it was weird at first, but then I realized oh they’re not in my head they’re actually outside of the apartment somewhere.
That’s also when I realize that if I close my window windows, even though it was a hot summer, I didn’t hear them at all anymore. It was quiet, and all of their voices would disappear and the only time you could hear them with the windows closed, as if you were by the water pipes that go for the heating or a little cracks in the floor.
It was after this encounter with Demitri that their game came to light and that i wasn’t going crazy in any way it was them orchorstrating their narrative. See they would call into the vancouver police depaartment and tell them i was having a mental crisis and was thowing my cat againt the wall, I was smashing up my apartment, I was hurting someone inside my unit, that i was pounding on their doors and yelling, it was a maryaid of things that they told the dispatcher i’m guessing. All i know for certain is that they told them police multiple times that i was going to kill myself whihch couldnt have been further from the truth
It was after the demitri encounter that Meredith goit into my head and made me do the logistics around steeling theirr building away from them, the building that was still under Andy Luengs name. See there was a company called 238ssk investments which owned the Haro st building and one in south vancouver. The address slips my mind now. But Meredit had me complete a change of directors form for the properties and fax it off to the city to make those changes. Surprising I would find out on or around the 18th of October that the change actually went thorugh and I was now the principal director for the company and andy was now secondary director.
I know that this happened around the 18th of OCtober because on the 5th of October Elise and Diane submitted the tenancy hearing info to have me evicted from Haro st and i received the notice on the 5th or 6th and the hearing was scheduled for the 18th of October and it was shorly after this that tyhe questioning started around why did you steal the building, How did you know what to do and how come it worked all those questiopns were thrown at me which then lead me to have the affirmation that the change had gone through.
They did forge my signature at some point to change it back becaused im no longer listed as a share holder or anything to do with 238ssk. Which as Jon would say and Todd. I stole it fare and square so i may investigate getting that back into my name and having tyhe sale of the properties negated and then having Todd and Elise and Diane and Scott and Micahel all charged with property fraud. See my form actually had andys sigjnature on it which meredith did siomehow because one minute the form didn’t have it and she told me to close and open the file again and i waited a minute like she asked and poof when i openedd it again his signature was on the file transfering everything intomy name.
The following serives of events are a snapshot of what happened to me on Haro street by this group fo stalkers. I would also later find out that i was not the first person tto have killed or attempted to kill themselves in this unit. Theyh had a gig where bad landlords paid them to teach a lesson to bad renters by tormenting them and torturing them until the point where they killed themselves. This is where Todd became a serial killer which they had hoped Elise would be able to accomplish with her gift of being able to get into peoples mind and fucking with it. But When she tried to do that to me on the 13th of October she had dug into my skuill so hard that I had a serious migraine when she finally sopped and she uttered the words “I thinik I’ve made a killer for us”.
She hadn;t though all she did was unlock my ability to turn off whatever mind tricks they were doing for the most part. Theyh no longer could have me go into any sort of trance with their mind fucking and her gift that when she tried to i would just sit up and walk away and that took her spell off of me. I also discovered that ringing a bell also canceled her spell she had over people. I would later tell officers who visited the building to ring or jiongle their keys so that they could snap out of the trance she would put them in.
September 17
gas lighting begins, it began has kind of nonchalant gaslighting where they would tell you that you’re an asshole you’re a jerk. No one likes you. Everyone hates you and then all of a sudden you’re the most amazing person around. You’re wonderful. You’re so smart. They don’t know how they didn’t see that before and they keep going back-and-forth on that and look at typical. the gaslighting continued with multiple threats of harm and violence to both me, and my cat repeatedly telling me that they were going to hurt him, and they were going to murder me, and then they would tell my cat when the window was open from the patio below that they were going to murder his daddy.
September 25
the gas lighting escalates with suicide , they would whip me into a frenzy by gaslighting me so much that I thought I was crazy and you were worthless, and that your life would be better off ending it all over and over again. By telling you how horrible you are and proceeded to persuade you that you should take your life and you should kill yourself because your life is horrible. Don’t like you and no one wants you alive anymore so you might as well just do a favour and take the pills and get it done with they did this to me on my end had set up some sleeping pills which were zopiclones some cocaine and some G and proceeded to see which one I was going to do. I knew in my mind that I wasn’t going to do any, but they didn’t know that to the point where Diane and Todd were in Diane‘s apartment I’m talking in the closet telling me I should take the pills that no one likes me is gonna be crap and it’s never gonna be any good and even my own cat didn’t even stay around to watch suicide and then you have the one downstairs talking through the window on her patio telling me I should take the pills and just get it over with get it done already and then eventually she loses her temper and just yells get it done already. Do I have to come up there and do it for you and that’s when it’s sort of click not in my mind so no I’m not gonna do this. I’ve just been casted and I’m not gonna fall for it so I got up off the bed and I walked away and I just said nope not tonight which pissed the fuck off which also pissed the three lookers from 1688 off as well because they were paying to watch me die masturbator and then Charles up on the fourth floor they were all paying to watch me kill myself because they have cameras but they did and they could see that it was a live stream of suicide that didn’t happen so they lost the money
September 26
the day after not killing myself sent them into a sort of panic because they had people pay them money to see someone die but they didn’t get to see that, although they did come close which was their argument to the guys acrosss the way that they did get to see someone die just not fully die and come back to life which they should have paid extra to see because it’s never happened before.
October 1
when Damien came over and we got fucked up and I somehow managed to do a double dose of Ghb which made me pass out and allowed Todd to get into my unit and proceed to rape me as I did not consent to him being inside me also Damien covered my ears while giving him a blowjob and that’s the first time in 15 days the voices had stoped and I became acutely aware that they were not in my head but being fed to me through the walls and windows and cracks in the floor from next door and downstairs
October 18
this is when the gas lighters were first aware of what I had done with the directors even though she no sitting there watching, we do the whole thing and then proceeded to start grilling me for weeks wondering how it has done. Was it intentional was it who did it less me?
Chapter – 9 October 19
This is when I started to build the benches for the back patio for sitting and listening to Nadia’s husband Joel pretend to want to come over and spend time with me, this was also a period where I had called the VPD to discuss the gas lighting that had been happening and to my surprise no Vpd ever shows up or called. Only I was told later on that my partner spoke to police and told them I was having an episode, which is when they informed me that Joel had played the role of my partner with the VPD and met them out front of the building so that they couldn’t come in and see that I was actually perfectly fine. Just a little bit worried about being told. I was gonna be killed by my tormenters and called the VP and tried to find out why no one showed up and that’s when I found out that my partner had met with them and spoke to them and told them that I was having a bit of an issue. Just for the record I do not have a partner. I have never had a partner living in a building and I never spoke. Give anyone authorization to say that they were acting up by behalf and I was not having an episode nor had I ever had an episode.
Chapter – 10 October 22
this was the day they started to make me think that the entire building was apart of a satanic cult. They told me that Finn was a beast and that hundreds of Satan worshipers would be converging on the building today to try and kill him and that I should leave if I wanted to keep him alive, I almost fell for this and packed up Finn in his carrier, covered it with my coat and proceeded to leave through the back door when it clicked that this was the same thing they tried a few days ago with their bomb scare and the mafia coming through the building and trying to kill people in the building. So once I realized they were just trying to get me to run away again I went back into my apartment and unpacked Finn and got my clothes changed back to my shorts and t shirt and told them I wasn’t falling for this game again. But this was the start of their satanist skit as I started to call them. This skit went on for about a week or so where they kept trying to make me think that they were part of a cult and they had other players that were part of my life. Aaron and Marc-antoinne also take part in this game, but at one Saturday afternoon, I remember sitting on my patio and looking over at apartment and seeing Elise sitting there in the window, just staring at me With her hands on her cross leg, staring with the window and was supposed to be under some sort of hypnosis spell from what I was told and she was just standing sitting there observing me time.
One evening, Marc-antoinne was apparently a beast and he was on my roof here to protect me and the 810 that was on my head. He said he had branded me with and only he was allowed to kill me and anyone else who tried to face him in his wrath, multiple people claimed A1 zero on my head, although none of them seemed to actually be able to prove that they were
Chapter – 11 October 23
today they are trying to make me think that everyone is still part of a satanic cult and they can just bestow
Chapter – 12 October 27
in reviewing my hospital records I found on October 27 the note and call where the police had brought me into the St Pauls hospital for assessment because I had called 911 12 times over the last few hours reporting that my neighbours were going to try and kill me and my cat they forgot to mention that they also told me that they were harming an officer. I remember his last name, but they had convinced me by gaslighting that they were hurting him and also I had shown them earlier in that evening because it was a follow up call that I had shown Mark and two of his cohorts were in the building, which is how they were them that they were audio recordings of them talking to me, but they were unable to hear anything, I’m not sure how because you can very clearly hear people talking on it unless my super sensitive hearing just made it more prevalent for me instead of them, but it’s there. I have many recordings for it, but yeah, that was totally on me because they convinced me that someone was hurting officers and the next ones they were going to hurt me. I’m just to clarify that in the report it says that I’m homicidal ideation towards my neigh my exact words were to the police dispatch. If someone comes after me I’m gonna take care of business and protect myself and my cat. That’s what I said. But the officers while in my unit had heard someone say check the cupboard and when they did they found a bag of meth to which the put back and left and were overheard in the hallways saying someone told me to look there and mark and his partner agreed they heard that as well and said something is going on here and to check out the units below and when they did that is when they made me believe they were hurting the officers in the basement of the building. Later I asked mark when he said he came from Granville st. , if Granville st had trees. Because from what I could tell he was hypotonic that he thought he was on Granville st but really never left haro, especially since he had no car and was located on Granville st from what the gas lighters and mafia team tol me
Chapter – 13 November 5
this is one of the time that Todd Brisbane had called in a mental crisis on me saying I was destroying the unit and yelling at people in the hallways when I most definitely was not well except yelling at Todd and tell him that it was not a mental crisis that I was pissed off and that’s why I was mad, but he proceeded to decide to call the police anyway multiple times and pretend to be multiple neighbours saying that I was having some mental crisis and they needed to come and take me in to St Pauls because I was going crazy
Chapter – 14 November 15
the gas lighters and the people from around the building saw me outside on the patio playing a game with Finnegan, which I called fishing for kitties. It was basically a string with a prescription bottle attached to the top and I would throw it back-and-forth and he would go catch it and grab it and run back with it or he would try and chase it along. He like fishing for kitties and they thought this was genius game so much to the point that they started to as part of the gaslighting, tell me that they were going to patent it for me and pitch it to companies for a new game to come out for cats I stupidly believe them in this and let them keep going with us all the way to the point where I was supposed to be meeting my, future future sister or sister from another mother I don’t know how that whole thing worked, but I’ll go into it in a little bit
Chapter – 15 November 20
in looking through the notes of my November 22 admission it states here that on November 20 please receive a phone call from neighbours neighbours that I was knocking on doors yelling and they came to talk to me, but were unable to locate me this would be also when I heard Diane come out into the hallway and say Todd come out and say oh I think we heard him leave just a little bit ago. He must be gone out to cool off some, I was on my patio and I decided not to answer my door cause I figured it was Diane so I didn’t feel like answering it, but they proceeded to both call repeatedly from different phone numbers and lodge complaints with the police in order to help facilitate their gaslighting and try to get me arrested and put back into St Pauls for another timeframe they stated that I was yelling at the top of my lungs was that I had been on my patio working and I think this was when I was fixing my bench. It also states that police arrived at 7 o’clock in the morning the next morning and after getting the phone calls at 4 o’clock in the morning, which incidentally is when Todd would finish one of his DJ gigs and get home so he would report stuff done as well and the police arrived at 7 AM and the patient was calm and they cleared and left him and then later that afternoon please receive more phone calls about yelling and breaking in his apartment, threatening to assault his neighbor, never threatened to Todd nor was I yelling or breaking things in my unit. An officer said he heard me yell and I had been in bed asleep when he said he heard me yell.
Chapter – 16 November 21
the Gaslighters told me that the mother I thought was my mother. The whole time was actually not my birth mother. She was my adopted mother and that the woman who my father had dated way back when we were kids actually my birth mother, and that they took her with them, mother, mother, mother, mother and supposedly the one that was supposed to be my birthmother, went on to be super famous and invented the company 23 and me and was dying to meet me played this game for quite a few days to the point where they made it seem like she was talking to me through my head and I was talking to her and that Reese was her daughter found out through the 23 program so much so that they told me I was going to meet her someday but that’s clearly not the case. This is the type of things that they were doing nonstop to the gas and get moved on and on so much is held a party for me later on staying with Alain, but I didn’t get to go to the party, the party was held at the buffers from where John lived.
Chapter – 17 November 22
in reviewing the doctors notes and the history of presenting illness information from the hospital on November 22 when I was admitted it states in Heer that I was breaking things in my apartment, knocking on neighbours, store and yelling and threatening to assault his neighbour meet meaning my neighbour paranoid thoughts about the mafia so they’re paranoid. Thoughts were thoughts that replaced my mind because they were acting out downstairs, pretending to be mafia and money laundering so that they could clean it whether that’s true or not I’m unsure because I was never pretty to the actual meetings at the place but they did happen every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday and I had not been yelling in my apartment knocking things or damaging things or knocking on neighbours doors that was all Todd Brisbane presenting a scenario to the police to get them to come and take me in because he got a Boner off of seeing me get held off and the police car and him and Diane would all sit in the front window of his apartment, and as they were being put into occur this was also also the time when the Building Manager a.k.a. Diane she’s the owner was yelling to me through my window to and from her window to pay my rent and that’s when it was very clear that this was all about rent amongst other things
Chapter – 18 November 23
the gas lighters were at work all night last night starting with around 8 o’clock having me do a shot of G because they said it was gonna stabilize my mood because they were sending the cops up to arrest me and take care of me again and have me committed and foolishly did do shot and then proceeded to do another shot. I’m not sure how closely together, but it was enough that it made me pass out to which I woke up around 6 AM feeling like I had been violated and nothing looked out of sorts are out of nothing was out of sorts, except for how I felt I felt like my ass had been used for hours so I went and looked at my security cameras to check the SD cards inside them to see if it picked up anything and on the cameras, you can clearly see Todd Brisbane coming in and then about 30 minutes later you can see three other people coming in about 30 minutes later, however due to my eviction that happens soon after I don’t know where the camera with SD cards went to because they were just lost on video. You can see one person who I believe his name is Gabriel and another person who I think his name is Alex. I’m not sure. I don’t know the other one.
Chapter – 19 November 23
reviewing a discharge documentation from November 23 from St. Paul’s Hospital. It indicates some identifying information and in that information it states that I’m involved in a relationship with a boyfriend however I don’t have a boyfriend so I’m not sure where that’s coming from and I don’t have any information on the admission for that.
Chapter – 20 November 28
this is the day and timeframe when the gaslighting tormenters made me believe that the gaslighting was all part of a big job interview the longest job interview ever for one of the most important jobs ever and that was taking over Daphne‘s companies and running them and becoming one of the richest men in the world this was the latest skit that they were trying to get me to go through and they didn’t have me believing it even so much that they convinced me that I was talking to my mother and told her about this, and that it was all just a big interview that I wasn’t being actually gaslit and that my prize was lots of money and a career for the rest of my life this prove to be incorrect just another one of the stents to get you up on a gaslighting High feeling good so that they could rip you down again like what happened two days later craw logical order what’s your name?
Chapter – 21 November 29
part of the gaslighting thing was to was that this person named Daphne or Rochelle, which now was supposed to be Rachel Odell was the previous boss that she died from falling from thirst building to the top of the building right beside where 1671 Harris St. is located she died prior to success all of her wealth. I don’t believe this is true. There’s no proof to show me otherwise, but they kept going on that I was going to be the richest man in the world even so much so the fact that they made me talk to my mother Dartmouth through my mind tell her the good news and that everyone in my family is going to be rich and I have to worry about moneythat all the problems of money in my life and life would be over because I inherited 998 billion trillion dollars, so I never be the first trillionaire so look it up and see if there was one. There was one that I was the first one.
Chapter – 22 November 30
and reviewing my notes in the history of presenting illness that was provided by the VP on November 30. They apprehended me for disorganized behavior, apparently for ringing doorbell of neighbours and yelling worms were coming out of me. I can 100% assure you I did not say that to anyone nor did I ever think worms were coming out of me and that was something that Todd would’ve persuaded you to or Diane and I do recall. I went to my next-door neighbours building and rang the buzzer of the person who a piece of wood fell on so that I could get that piece of wood, but unfortunately, they didn’t answer their door. I knocked on it and that was it. I left. I didn’t ring any other doorbells. I didn’t yell anything out in the hallways, I just went back to my apartment, this is where I remember clearly going to what was referred to as the mob jail when I was arrested, and that was the name that they taught, and Diane had given it when they told me that I was going there that night and in the report, it said it had to be redone because it indicated that I had actually been arrested and taken into a designated facility, but it doesn’t say I was taken and arrested and taken to jail I was taken to a designated facility so they had rewritten that and the emergency when I was presented to them by physicians and paramedics very clear. Also from what I can tell here that Todd and Diane know someone who works in mental health because they’re able to go in and change documentation information like this tell says in here I was complaining about the words eating me and I can guarantee you that never once came out of my mouth during any time in St Pauls ever or in any custody or out of my mouth ever I do believe that is one thing that Todd had said he was going to say is that I’m gonna tell them worms are coming out of you and I said sure go for it and no one will leave you as well. The report indicates that I was so heavily sedated I couldn’t talk or had difficulty answering any questions if I was so heavily sedated, how was I saying that worms were coming out of me or eating me,.
Chapter – 23 December 1 – in reviewing notes from my hospitalization on December 1 which was Todd‘s birthday present to me. He had told me that he would see me in committed for my birthday, which technically, but in reviewing the notes, whoever he has working for him on the inside of the medical industry, the notes clearly indicate that someone had a conversation with me and on December 1 I had mentioned that I deny any problems other than his worms being a bit warm is also from the notes which are also similar to the notes of November 30 when apparently I thought worms were eating me so Todd couldn’t get his team to get the information correct
December 10 Moved from St Pauls hospital to Timber creek high security facility. Yet hospital reports show that i was discharged from the hospital. Too bad no one told me instead I was put into an ambulance and taken to timber creek which is where i would encounter Elise’s friend Brian who also worked with Ming (who lives in 101 at Haro St). So Brian was a mental health doctor who picked up a shift at Timber Creek to see how I was doing and to see how crazy they could make me. Thats when he recomended that I get placeerd on the depot injection which I then had 3 times in 3 weeks.
Timeline
April 1 – things start to go missing from my apartment which was not really noticed until the following day.
April 17 – Rape and attempted murder by overdose happened by Jon Cameron, Alan Warkentin, Rowan Enslow, John Kealty & Wesley Aubichon, Todd Brisbin, Denise Currie, Damian Demitri
April 18th – Woke up and my vision was all yellow like I had Jaundice and my stomach hurt so bad and I had to explosively go to the washroom where I proceeded to fill the entire toilet tank with feces. They bragged about recordings the event and everyone just kept saying “Its not as bad as you think, ITS WORSE”
April 25th – Long weekend, recuperated from the prior events and Had Todd and Denise talking to me from outside the window of my apartment telling me that tonight they were going to do another rape and murder scenario only this time it would have an ending.
May 8th – Saw and recorded what I believe to be Denise and Michael in a blue suv with two children that looked very similar to the two kinds I would later see on the news that were kidnapped from Truro. Denise was in the backseat at first and then later moved to the passenger seat while she was on a call. Jossiah and his girlfriend took over a bag of dumbbell weights as well as a dumbbell on the bar to Michael where he loaded them on the back of suv. Should note that Jossiah and girlfriend had a baby but then just didn’t have a baby anymore.
I sent the video to the Halifax police telling them what I suspected and then a week later the police showed up to my apartment, so they saw the video but not sure how they figured it was me unless someone told them it was me that submitted it,.
May 9th – Keys thought to be stolen which were actually left in Audreys apartment when I was there looking at the heater.
May 10th – after talking to Joanna about the keys going missing I noticed that there were unit keys gone missing as well where all the keychains had 3 keys on them and now only had 1 key on them. I also noticed more items going missing from my apartment (Police report filed)
May 13th – Mental health check people show up at my work asking me if I have any fears about children being at risk to which I asked them what they were talking about and they would just move to another topic. Ann Urquhart was in attendance and was surprised to see these people asking this line of questioning when There was noting on file whatsoever to indicate that I was in fear of children being harmed.
The mental health person went out into the hallway and proceeded to talk to someone either on the phone or in the hallway and I could hear her say “I can’t just take him in for no reason” and then I heard her later say to not do this again its too risky. Having the mental health person arrive at my place of work and home was surprising because crime stoppers is supposed to be anonymous yet they somehow knew my name and address and were asking about me concerned about kids which I told them I wasn’t but it was clear from their questioning that someone had told them that i submitted the crime stoppers tip because it was submitted from my work phone which means i couldn’t have been traced to anything to do with me.
The collection of the above events and their manuplilation of the medical system and police system in vancouver and now what appears halifax led to me having the wrong diagnosis of being in psychosis. To reiterate I have never been in psychosis, the voices i’ve heard were through my phone when i set the phone down or leave it in another room the voices go away completly until i go back into the room where my phone is located.
So with that said, the nurse that they had place that notation on my file when i went to st pauls and subsequestly all medical practitioners just going with that diagnosis without actually listening to the patient and assuming they just know whats going on, Which makes we question our medical system when they patiuent tells you over 100 times taht they are not hearing voices or seeing illusions yet you continue to say yes they are, What has our medical system come to when we no longer listen to what the actual patient is telling them they are experiencing over what they assume becasue of something they read.