Radio Frequencies?

I wake up with a rapid heartbeat and they start playing their games. As soon as they know that I’m actually awake they start slowing me down. Making me yawn. While they attack me verbally trying to draw me into another round of crap that goes no where. After whatever happened last night, the resident stalkers who are also the guiltliest have banded together to punish me in whatever way they want. “Punish you for what” he asks. “Your shit” I respond. They are all in. Save their own asses while doing whatever they want to me. There is no end. “She’s not a psychic” They try to convince the others. “She doesn’t even know who I am half the time” I see him remotely say. Remember, some people on “the line” can’t hear them either.