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Persecutions I had today, were, this guy, looking at me like I w a stunner; and this guy, pulling his hand up to this head, a sort of nervous thing that people do in this town; not rly anything.

I’m down Ferry Meadows, Having my pre beer Coke.  It tastes great this time, w is weird, bc it comes from the same bottle.

Some people don’t like Coke Zero, tho I can’t stand Diet.

I’ve got my SuperDry bag on today.  My AlphaFly one has split.

I’ve cracked it open.

It feels like it’s gonna rain.  It’s actually quite nippy.  Probably means it’s raining upwind from me.

I realized that I have to not look at people like I’m interested in them in that way, or they w come up to me and I feel harass me.  The last thing I need is feeling like someone is trying to manipulate me in the worst way.

This w be hella persecution, so my reward w be great for that one.  Luckily, it has only happened like a couple of times.

I forgot to bring some biccies, so my beer w do nicely for calories.  My psychiatrist says that it won’t help my insulin resistance, so it must contain a lot.

I realize that if I fear persecution in the form of unwanted attention, it actually w turn into that.

I discovered this the other day; that if I get something in my head that people are doing a certain thing, they seem to do it more and more until I feel emotionally damaged.

I said this to my psychiatrist.  I said that it is a cycle that can be broken.

In Other News

I feel that my man at my agency, w try and find me the best job he can.  He is also passing it to a girl at same agency.  I feel she w do same.

It’s bc there is no urgency.  It’s not like I must have a job quick or anything.  It gives them time to pick and choose.

I honestly believe that I w get the best job ever and feel like the luckiest person on earth.  Plus, like I w saying before.  I should get good money for it also.

I have a self esteem that my whole life from eighteen onwards, I have never had.  I deserve something that matches.

I just had a proper persecution

I w in the shop, blah blah blah.

I looked in the mirror, when I got to the bus station.  I look like a little girl.

I feel that these persecutions, are making me younger.

Something is making me younger.  Ima see it in my face.  When I looked I w just, feeling that these persecutions are totally worth it.  Like, they’re not even that bad.

Idc if people persecute me.  I’m not even bothered anymore.  I just have so much faith, that this, all this, w activate my Yamanaka genes.

Scratch that.  I feel that it already has.

I don’t feel like it’s one turning point that I reach, and then boom, I reverse age completely.  I don’t feel it works like that.  Ik my face, and I see it already.

And like I say, it’s these persecutions that are doing it.

J doesn’t say, jump for joy, when you do not judge someone.  He says, jump for joy, when you are persecuted.  That’s why I feel that there is something in persecution that activates those genes.

I had a little persecution party.  I went into Tesco; and I looked for something rly nice to eat.  I found some Pringles.  I have to celebrate my persecution, and I did.

I w kinda hoping to make it a thing; that every time I feel persecuted, I have a little treat.

It’s something I used to do, back in the days when persecution hurt like hell.  I used to just.. I’m literally crying right now.  I used to sit in Waitrose, my mind full of cortisol, my mind not functioning; and I w just sit there and have like.. I can’t even remember what the treats were that I w have, like a dumb yoghurt or something; and I w just have my nice treat.

Persecution, still is rewarding me a hell of a lot, tho it is no bother now.  There rly is not much pain, to speak of; and every time I look in the mirror, I w see myself looking younger

To Persecution

K