I raised a matter about ‘speaking’ to a GP. I formulated a ‘relationship’ with a GP (Dr Thaxter) because I knew the death statistics for black and brown folk here in the UK weren’t great initially and due to the host of things I dealt with I felt the need to do something. As S**T hit the fan I felt compelled to explain the surveillance matters around police harassment and the things I dealt with around terrorism but that lead to further more serious issues as he was white and that was typical with his type of character which I gathered.
The surgery staff at he VMC thought their initiative was there’s in setting this guy up. I mentioned the deeper stuff of my ordeal my interaction with the GP was long known by the police and were involved in this extreme thing, those who intercepted my phone, devices and terrorised me daily. After speaking up his colleagues lost their minds, where as before they encouraged the interaction with James, right or wrong, they quickly set about taking the ‘covering up’ a step further (wasn’t my intention to develop anything with James Thaxter). They set him up or tried to with a number of other females but a fat, big bodied, black female was what took him on. The reality of this was that I knew what I dealt with by that time so I instinctively helped him along his ‘journey’ to actually having a relationship. I knew this guy was super single, he’d never touched a women sexually and had never been in a relationship, ever. I felt guilty and bad around this time because I remember reaching out to one guy in the time I was being set up and pressured into moving from my home, the set up was to formulate vicious actions then mock me about being made homeless. I had no idea where this racism went but the guy I reached out to got run over and killed and host of other things began happening to those I knew or was linked to. One other guy died and I had no idea of his situation other than that he died and committed suicide and I assumed this had something to do with the police as they had my mother run over, my brother battered to almost pulp and it went on. I saw this young white guy and felt bad for him. My friend use to call me Amelie for always ‘helping’ people in that way and this time I did so quietly to my own detriment. I gave James the back and forth, this means no solid anything and when I mentioned part of my situation the surgery staff and outside ‘forces’ went in to ensure I didn’t maintain any anything with this guy. I was watched and any conversation with him was mocked and known due to surveillance. There were so many attempts to set him up.
When the ‘surgery’ hooked him up I set in motion the push to get him hooked up . My ordeal was that my relationships was a case to be destroyed, I was being tormented with that too, it was all going on. That is part of the process of my ordeal where the police and those involved in this thing seek measures to really go in to ruin your life, like a formula of zersetzung or something. Explaining it is difficult. The programme or methods used to terrorise a person has a name itself and it’s really tailored.
I mentioned things that seemed to be hard to grasp but when I relayed things that were specific, it kind of hit home. As James Thaxter was desperate to cover up his actions he went to extreme lengths as I knew he would, sadly. He had a lead GP who acted like his mother who’d do anything for him get involved when I stated the facts of my situation in so many words. In 2018/19 in learning about my interaction with him James this GP went out of her way to threaten me even although James himself kept up ‘pursuing’ me.
In 2021 I mentioned a little more about my ordeal. the hacking, surveillance, interception and more wasn’t all so I said, I explained how his ‘character’ was used in various ways due to the scope of the mocking and what went on and how far this thing truly went, it goes really far. His colleagues lost their minds and as they are white people they understood other white folks cover ups very well and did identical in trying to cover over my interaction with James Thaxter. The actions taken by the residents went so far and this too was included.
After James was hooked up the idea for him was to do anything in his power to sweep my situation under the carpet meant using malicious actions. he did just that. At one point his colleague met him to try to break down what went on. I remember having to actually flirt with the female lead GP there who assumed I was ‘pansexual’ due to trying to have my matter heard initially and me bucking up on a form of prejudice that literally would have black folk have problems due to the type of responses from GP’s like her. It felt like a joke. I was desperate.
As a person from Caribbean descent I assumed the young women they hooked James up with had a modicum of sense where others refused to when it came to set ups, heavy duty issues related to classified black ‘activists’ and the police and such. She was brain dead to a fault but I spoke to her in order to pacify James Thaxter who burnt himself black/orange at that stage to impress her. James Thaxter went all out initially to try preserve his image, he was that eager or desperate in ‘seeking’ love that he resembled a black person, he was that dark in colour where he tanned almost black to impress this girl. He bought a new watch in days to impress her, snatched any letters I wrote at that time to stress my situation and how bad it was.
He went all out and in that time he tried to push for something as soon as I mentioned something the harder part of my surveillance ordeal. In that time I also mentioned what could be called a connection or sixth sense, like someone feeling another pain type situation. I wasn’t entirely sure if this was linked to my connection with him or what but I mentioned that too. If for example in was angry I sensed that and if anything was happening I sensed it. Again, I wasn’t sure if that was connected to a human connection or something else. When I explained the things that I sensed that didn’t sit well but everything I mentioned was correct where he was concerned. At these times I was no where around the surgery but I sensed this. Example, he’d look up my notes in secret and I would know this. When he went on a date I knew this, when he bought his watch, when he snatched my letters from the girls hand or when he told the young women about me, I sensed this, and even down to this day. (I promise you, he was not sexually active at one point and then I sensed that too, when he was). He was getting married so the surgery tried to purge me from the surgery by any means and at this time I was dealing with my fathers ill health and my own situation, upon popping the question, I knew that and everything else around it, in March my notes went back to the surgery, he had spoken to Dr Alexander in December to (GP that acted like his mother) to take this cover up really far and then use then ask me to leave the surgery. When my notes returned to back to the surgery in March the young black women lost her marbles got flustered and I knew all of this because of James malicious (fake) measure to pacify her (I had been dealing with break ins and bump-locking and all sorts by this time, and my dad ills health and it went on) Strangely down to this day I could sense the fact that this guy James (who could not find love) became sexually active, I cannot make it up. Mass cover ups took place and this is what needs to be aired and spoken on for black folk who ever find themselves hounded in such a malicious manner for daring to speak out.
My elders had warned me that going near a white guy was detrimental in such a situation. I am speaking on this so that any others that go through anything remotely similar can understand ‘it’. Some of these folk, no matter how some ‘seem’ aren’t what they seem. If you do take the route of speaking out or doing a little bit more for justice sake be warned. There’s a whole set of actions and world to be aware of when it comes to some.
