2023 Revised with AI from Tinywow

After the break up or Taylor leaving, Latisha kept me busy for a while but once I stopped helping her that's when all the bad thing started to happen...

I guess that her attitude towards revenge eventually changed, as she couldn't keep a simple promise to pay back the tires I had bought for her at a mere $25 per month. She also failed to return the core charge of her starter, which I had paid for at AutoZone, amounting to $40. I know her excuse will probably be that I never asked for the money, but in my opinion, if you owe someone money, it is your responsibility to pay them back.

Interestingly, she had no problem bringing me food when she thought she might have a chance to sleep with me. However, when it came to repaying me for the aforementioned items or even the free internet she had been using for over a year and a half, she conveniently forgot about her debts. Due to the number of times she had broken my trust, I decided not to do any more favors for her.

The first instance was when she told Heather about something I had vented to her about, putting me in an awkward position. Although I had only vented to her once, it was enough for her trustworthiness to diminish. Despite this, I still gave her several more chances, but she continued to disappoint me.

At the time, I was training to work as a work-from-home tire dispatch person for Goodyear. I had only been working for a week and a half when the nosiness of my neighbors, who shared a wall with me, became unbearable. They would listen to me gaming with my nephew's friends and only hear me laughing, as during training, I mostly had to listen. This situation led to my decision to quit, as I believed it was causing me stress.

Fast forward to June, my entire family and I went on a vacation to Georgia and South Carolina to spend time at the beach. While there, I offered my sister some mushrooms, but she politely declined. However, on the second-to-last day, I decided to take one myself. Initially, everything

I received five unpleasant messages from Latisha at one point. One of them accused me of being a bad friend, while another mentioned something about the piece of wood I had cut. Out of the five messages, I had saved four on every hard drive of my computer. 

During one of my episodes, I called the police to escort me to my mother's house when I was going through clonazepam and methamphetamine withdrawal. I managed to reach her house without any issues, but I couldn't remember where I had placed my keys. Despite that, I went upstairs to rest. This was likely Sept. 11 or 12th of 2023 because after that someone was getting into my apartment with a key and while I was asleep.

Later that day, I went to my grandmother's house, mistakenly thinking she had passed away. However, upon seeing her alive, I felt relieved and couldn't bring myself to tell her about my misconception. 

Later that night, I distinctly heard her talking to Judy. At the time, I believed she was doing me a favor, but it now seems more likely that Judy was trying to set me up with methamphetamine, which I have no idea where she obtained. Nevertheless, my grandmother believed me and told Judy to never mention it again. Strangely, my keys reappeared on my keyring during this time. 

They then taunted me by offering to smoke methamphetamine since I hadn't had any in days and was going through clonazepam withdrawal. Frustrated, I stormed up to my mother's house, ranting about my unsupportive family. I walked barefoot up the dark driveway, screaming and ranting. In my daughter's room, I lost control and smashed a chair. As I was getting into my truck to leave, I vividly remember the foolish grin on my father's face. 

On my way back to my apartment, I recall Latisha and her police friend mentioning that someone had planted a police weapon or something but that was just made up by them as part of their gaslighting scenarios that never seem to stop.

I vividly recall a time when I found myself entangled in a legal battle against the notorious trio: Latisha, Judy, and David Shawn Jones. They had been relentlessly harassing me and even went as far as obtaining restraining orders against me. Unfortunately, due to my overwhelming depression and the lack of support from my family, I missed my court appearance at 1pm that day. Ironically, their court time was scheduled for 4pm. Feeling defeated, I sought solace at my mother's house, hoping for a peaceful night's sleep. Little did I know that fate had other plans in store for me.  This has never been verified by my parents but I truly think Josh Titsworth had told me that day to get some rest so then I went.... to my mom's.

As I settled in at my mother's house, seeking refuge from the chaos, I unexpectedly overheard Taylor engaging in a conversation with Michael upstairs in my own home. Filled with a mix of anger and confusion, I ventured outside and sought solace on the swing, trying to drown out the voices that seemed to echo all around me. To my dismay, I witnessed my mother's tears, although she attributed them to mere allergies. Feeling displaced, I sought shelter at my grandmother's house, as my mother's place was already occupied to its maximum capacity. However, upon my grandmother's arrival, I was promptly instructed to return home. Reluctantly, I obliged, only to experience a lucid hallucination that haunted me throughout the night.

In the aftermath of that unsettling incident, I was approached by Judy's voice, seemingly offering a deal. Through the window, I cautiously entertained the idea that if they could somehow undo the harm they had inflicted upon me through their relentless gaslighting, perhaps we could find a resolution. My response was a hesitant "maybe," but it is important to note that this exchange never occurred in person, only through the barrier of a window. Little did I know that this marked the beginning of the second half of a grueling six-month ordeal, where the torment seemed to follow me relentlessly, day and night, whenever I found myself at