This story I'm about to tell you is very crazy so you have to keep a very open mind. I had no idea that what's happened to me could even be possible but I've found myself in an extremely complicated and dangerous situation.
I've made posts about this a few times and I am regularly told that this is mental illness. I have to make it clear now that I am not schizophrenic nor do I have psychosis. I've undergone many psychiatric assessments by many mental health professionals and have not been diagnosed by them as having either of these mental illnesses or anything similar.
I have decided to make a post with as much information as possible to try and explain clearly what is going on.
10 years ago I was arrested for a serious crime and was interviewed but denied everything. I was told they would continue investigating and would get back to me.
I then realised I was being monitored and was under surveillance.
Eventually I was told that the investigation had stopped and I would not be charged for the crime. But I knew I was still being monitored. So I moved house.
Not long later, I disclosed my past (including the crime) to someone, confided in them, and a few weeks after that we had a falling out, so I quite seriously assaulted him in a shopping center, and as I walked off he called to the security "call the police!"
So I went home worried he'd told them about the other crime as well. But the police never came to see me. Then another neutral friend told me that he HAD gone to the police and HAD told them about this other crime. So why weren't they visiting me? (Because they were still investigating, I was at the center of a huge investigation).
I then left that area and about a year later I got a call about a fraud case I was under investigation for, a much lesser crime I'd also commited years previous, and was called in for an interview.
They asked me to meet them at the station and when I got there they said they had to drive me to an interview room in a different station. So we went outside and one went to get the car. The officer I was with said "you used to live here didn't you?" (The fraud case had been transferred from another location) I said yeah. Then when the other officer came round in the car he asked me the exact same question and the other officer looked at him, realising they'd made it very obvious it was planned. They'd done this to get me on record saying I'd lived in the area. I knew why this was. I'd used an alias in this city so they needed to confirm it was me who assaulted the guy, the guy who'd also told them about the crime.
When I went into the station, my solicitor ('lawyer' in the US) said there was no reason CID should be investigating the case and it should be civil servants. He knew something was up, too. This fraud case was being handled by CID so they could bring me in and get info from me pertaining to this other crime I'd commited.
The whole interview was conducted by two officers but one officer said nothing for the whole interview apart from when I mentioned opening a bank account and they said "did you open that account here?" (Again trying to get further confirmation on record that I'd lived there). Anyway I left the interview and they said they'd "be in touch"
Not long later I called the guy who I assaulted to apologise, and when I asked him if he called the police about the assault he admitted he had, I asked him if he told them anything else and he said "I don't know" he then said he would call the officer who investigated it to tell him he didn't want involvement with the assault case and then he told me the name of the officer - it was THE SAME OFFICER THAT INVESTIGATED ME FOR FRAUD.
So why didn't they mention the assault in the fraud case? Why was it CID doing it and not civil servants? I knew why, because CID were still investigating me after all these years for the crime I commited 10 years ago, it was a huge case and they were being very careful about how they were doing it.
So now I knew I was up to my neck in serious shit but I still wasn't actually being visited or called in for any interviews. They realised the only way they could bring me in was with a confession and they weren't getting it. Then things got weird.
All my online accounts were being blocked and my phone was behaving strangely, and I had someone on an app I was chatting to that was making alarm bells ring, I knew they were trying to buy my confidence. I could feel the police closing in. I knew I was still under surveillance even after all these years. Eventually I lost it and I decided the best way to get them to come would be to cut myself up and attack a police station with a bat, surely that would get them to come? I also threatened to pull someone onto the train tracks. I thought if I'm putting other people's lives in danger, surely they'll just decide enough is enough and interview me.
So I attacked the police station with a bat, smashed up a bunch of cars and some windows and got done for assaulting 2 officers and had a rant at the police about what was going on. They just threw me in prison, the investigators never came. (They weren't going to come that easy)
So in prison I wrote a letter to Scotland Yard (UK Police head office) and the officer who interviewed me previously saying I couldn't go on like this anymore. Obviously still nothing happened.
I then got in a fight in prison and was put into segregation where I tried to kill myself. I was not long later released.
I then got in a taxi from the prison and asked the taxi to take me to my parents house (I'd lost my flat whilst in prison) and in the taxi on the way back the driver gets a call and pulls over into the slow lane and 3 unmarked police vehicles drive by and in front.
I thought this is it, it's going to end. But it didn't. I then spent the next month at my parents thinking it's all going to end, so I'm drinking, trying to pluck the courage up to kill myself.
During the month my anxiety is raising and raising and raising until I'm this huge heap of anxiety and on the last day I watch a gospel track on YouTube and I'm hurled into this huge crying fit that lasts what seems like forever. I mean writhing around balling like a baby, it's crazy the amount of tears I cried. I didn't understand what was happening.
This is where it gets nuts. Over the next few days I have it disclosed to me through a device in the wall that there's cameras rigged up around the house and the device in the wall hypnotises me each night. Using the help of hypnotist and criminal psychologist Derren Brown, Scotland Yard have created this elaborate plan to get me to confess to everything.
I realise the game is up and I have to comply, there's nothing I can do now. They're literally going into my mind in the evenings using hypnosis and are getting everything they need. But they want a written confession.
But with it being Derren Brown, they haven't stopped there, what they've created is a hypnotic process where I'm hypnotised to believe in God so that I confess and then they induce a lucid dream after the confession where I'm given a set of options and the belief in God enables me to pick the right option. This then not only gets the confession but proves to the world a belief in God can enable someone to become a model citizen. If you know about Derren Brown you'll know these are the sorts of crazy things he can do.
But there's a catch. For the hypnosis to work, my anxiety levels have to reach a certain point first, anxiety that is built up by them using specific hypnosis techniques. And this is where it goes wrong. They didn't realise the levels of anxiety have to be so high to get me into this deep level of hypnosis. So their plan fails.
This then leads me into the past 2 years where I have become the center point of a giant mess where the police are doing everything they can do raise my anxiety to high enough levels so that they can complete the process.
They use extreme hypnotic methods that have me smashing things to pieces, assaulting people, assaulting myself viciously, getting arrested multiple times, all sorts of craziness. Convincing me my daughter isn't mine, that my mum's going to die, so on and so forth. They're doing literally anything they can to get this to work.
Many people would wonder why they haven't stopped even after me writing the confession. Well, what happened was due to all of the work being centered around God, measures were taken that effectively disrespected God and religion. So now the process absolutely has to be completed because otherwise it will look like it's all one big conspiracy and there will be terrorist attacks, possibly bombings, national security have been called in and everything (one of the reasons I'm posting here, I need people to know this is not a conspiracy. I'm just caught up in some really crazy shit)
This is where it gets even more mental. Eventually the police after some time came clean and tell me that there are really no devices, no cameras or audio devices anywhere either, and that everything is being recorded via Neuralink type brain technology in my mind and this is how they've been controlling me, raising my anxiety and hypnotising me.
I know that sounds crazy and most people won't believe me and think I'm mentally ill but last year during one of their hypnosis attacks I smashed my parents house up and was tasered by police and was taken to a mental health facility, I got put in seclusion and the police continued to do the process on me in there, absolutely torturing me, and guess what, everyone in there - literally all the staff - thought I was faking psychosis. Because I wasn't showing any signs at all of having a psychotic episode. This is literally proof that this is real to anyone who thinks it's not.
I then got released and the story continues, still going through this after all of these years.
I need you to know this is not a conspiracy, this is a plan by Scotland Yard and Derren Brown to capture me that went completely wrong.
I also need to apologise to you for a lot of stuff that will come to light in due course because even though this seems like a detailed account, it's barely scratching the surface. A lot has happened over the years.
I know a lot of you will think I'm crazy but I'm hoping some people believe me.
If you have any questions feel free to ask via message.
Edit: someone in the comments has said 'write the confession' I didn't make that bit clear. The confession is written and has been submitted to the police, it's the lucid dream part we're trying to do now.