The Empathy of MUSTAFA

I stayed home yesterday and I just felt awful this early morning. There is just so much Wiccan there with a backbone of sadistic satanism. I am now at Starbucks in Fridley and I already feel better. I actually felt better as soon as I got on the bus. I have an appointment tomorrow. I will just him lead this dance around a complicated matter. I have organized my thoughts so that I will be able to answer properly. Finally another patron just came into Starbucks. I have been here alone for a little while. Sleep still escapes me and it has been a ruling force in my life for about 2.5 years. I think that I cope with it well. My new therapist is getting me ready to start prolonged exposure. I have done it in the past and it was fairly successful. He told me to ready the introduction to the workbook. Once I was awake at 3 AM, I read it. There are only some things that I can talk about in therapy. I really became aware that I am suffering from prolonged trauma from then and now. I don't know where to begin. Once I went down the rabbit hole and began to channel everything sped up and went haywire. I am surrounded by current people who choose to stalk, talk about me, and control me. There is very little rest or time away. Having the sensitivities to the ritualisms all around me creates a fish swimming up the stream feel. I will just handle things one day at a time. I will have to find a way to communicate with him about the remote abuse I endure as the result of spells and incantations. People please back away and do your own work. Know the predators in your environment and just DEAL WITH IT. That is what I have had to do the whole time. I saw Mustafa on Monday night at a bus stop in Columbia Heights, MN. We then road the bus together. It was nice to see the one man who is labeled in all societies as a Muslim extremist. He is actually very educated and sweet. I told him that I actually have a lot of rage at women. He said that there are many men out there who can empathize with me. Thank you, Mustafa.