Radio Frequencies?

“Give Danielle her life back” a female is saying while laughing. “Nothing” another female says. Now they hypnotize me. “She deserves it.” Jeff is reminding them. They woke me up an hour or so ago to put on a show for their friends. “Please remember” they say. I hate being the focal point of their crap. I hate that I am their bearded lady. I am what draws the crowd. But instead of it being a happy experience its freakin miserable. They have to be mean. They have to be hateful. They have to set me up and talk crap about me. They have to humiliate me and so forth. The whole time the stalkers are hypnotizing me to ensure that those things happen. It has been 7 years! This is how I live every single minute of every day! “You deserve it.” A male says. Yeah right. I am a grown woman. Who does this? Who would agree with this crap? They say my sons name now. They are really pissing me off. I hate the position they have put me in. I hate how I seem. I hate how I feel. I hate that I can’t do anything about it. I hate how I have no power or control. I hate how I can’t hear anyone and how no one ever comes to me in real life so that I can fix the problem if there were one. They are just a bunch of punk ass people. They are no good and they are getting away with murder. Who the hell do you think you are? God I hate them. I have to find a way out of here asap.