There is a lot more that was happening at that time, and it went from concerning to blatant to surreal. I was stalked/followed home by unsavoury-looking people. Men were knocking on my door speaking inaudibly and sometimes in Spanish. My tires had oil smeared all over them one time and had been overinflated. This is not inclusive of everything that happened. I called the police repeatedly and nobody did anything. I dont know how to get these concerns raised to anyone that cares.
Eventually I left the country and have been living abroad a couple of years since then. I am not really sure what to do without a job reference as a mid career male, but I get by in my days by meeting so many nice people and going to such beautiful places and trying to forget about what happened. I dont know if I can find a real job again and I think my life will be basically over if I cant. Im thankful for everything, but to be honest, I want to work again and am not sure how to recover from this in terms of career.
I havent talked about this with anyone, but when I read this I thought I'd chime in. Enforcing law and peace with prudence is important enough that when it isn't done right, people like Mitchell and I experience our lives are transformed and we are unemploued. In the meantime, terrible people are enabled. Police in my case and in the story's may have just been too busy, or misunderstanding, or overwhelmed--I dont know what the problem is, but the outcomen is awful.
Anyways there's a lot more to the story. I had a pretty bad reputation due to getting made a scapegoat for some things that werent my fault. I stood my ground which blew up in my face as multiple higher-ups doubled down. So I quit and their response was to close to doubled my salary, gave me a promotion, an apology, and lots of nice perks like use of a company apartment, expenses paid, etc, and asked I please just forget it ever happened. It's a long story and I could have made my life a lot easier if I just kept my head low, blended in and shut up.
Sometimes you may think you know the answer to what someone else is going through, just by having a quick listen to what they have to say. What I would say to that: It's better to be thankful you have never experienced something like this.
That said, it isn't bad for me at the moment. If this had never happened I would still be working with boring business logic software in a company run by salesman, buying things I didnt need and wasting my 20s.
Anywaya, to be honest, it is alleviating to imagine this as all a psychotic imagination. The moral and egotistical implications and questions for me, in that case, feel much easier to answer. Not to mention--I don't have to worry about a nasty person seeking a nasty deeds.
I don't have someone like that, nor have I ever spoken with an attorney. I would be very interested in speaking with a psychiatrist, if for any reason, just to rule out the possibility, and who knows, but at this point in my financial life, that's not really in the cards.
Seriously, please go see a shrink. If I'm completely wrong, the cost is pretty low, but if there is something to this, it may change your life.
Unfortunately, I really am 100% sure it's not the case that it's imaginative--there's too much evidence. I.E. at a company after-party I quipped about something unethical/problematic one enployee who used to bully me (before I first quit) did. He started throwing bottle caps at strangers and pointing at me... Another employee witnessed this.
Some in the company joke about their political and criminal ties. Was about 150 people company and management team of about 25 was all fired... Apparently for this.
They're all sales people with personal connections who got into a company and nearly drove it into the ground before parent company kicked out all of management, but after I got bullied I fought back against some of the worthless underlings that remained. Egos hurt. Careers at stake. Etc.
Anyways while I have no doubt in my mind the company did not explicitly engage in this (it wouldnt serve any benefit to the company); likely the above mentioned person there engaged this in his free time--it wouldnt be hard to drive across town with a bunch of money and offer a job to disenfranchised youths.
While I can personally guarantee it was real, and I will see a psychiatrist anyways, to rule this out... If it was somehow hallucinations, then it all ended when I left anyways, and it never presented associated symptoms in my life. So the problem I am more concerned about is figuring out how to approach employers at this point, establish myself somewhere in the States I wont be homeless (you need proof of income to rent somewhere), and start getting productive again.
Unfortunately, I'm really afraid this does, indeed, all sound crazy, and it only detracts from getting help to solve my problems.
The OD was a difficult moment. I found my friends and called it in. Both of them lived, which I am of course grateful for, but afterwards the cops spent a lot of time yelling at the group of guys who had been obliviously smoking weed downstairs, pressuring them to snitch on the dealer, and even threatening to charge us with possession (which actually can happen).
The raid was mostly as expected. The house was not too torn up or anything. The cops actually claim it was a mistake, that they were looking for someone who had lived in my apartment over a year before. I'm not so sure about that though. They didn't find any drugs, which I believe they were looking for. They confiscated a bunch of electronics from my roommates and I and it took about 2 weeks to get those back. The cops were friendly during this process. I also know one other person, a female family friend, who was completely innocent and got mistakenly raided in the middle of the night.
The building one I was just too curious. At night a friend and I snuck into a rubber plant that was under renovation. We didn't break or steal anything. I was the younger of the two, at 13 and 15 respectively. The cops had guns drawn (which I don't fault them for) and gave us a couple good knees to the stomach during the arrest. The very weird part was a cop holding down my friend and joking "did you piss yourself?" (he had not) while grabbing his crotch for easily 3-4 seconds.
The above are easily dismissed as being related to my choices in life, granted. But I've also had other random incidents. A cop pointed a gun at me because I was walking through a large college campus and stumbled into some incident where police looking for someone. Another time, my friend was the designated driver one night and, being unfamiliar with my car, accidentally flashed the brights at a police car going the opposite direction -- the cops did a burnout, came speeding up behind and slammed on the breaks, screamed at us, then peeled out in a cloud of smoke! And yet another time, looking out the front window of a law-abiding friend's house, we saw a swat team lining up to storm the neighbor's house, which had at least three or four young kids living there -- we went downstairs.
One a lighter note, a police helicopter shined its spotlight directly on me while I was sitting on my porch alone, at night, on a high dose of LSD. That was awesome and surreal, but a little dystopian.
This is one of my pet peeves, I believe lethal force should basically never be used by law enforcement (at least normal one, outside of SWAT or whatever edge case).
If I ever become rich, I'm going to invest in some nonlethal weapon with similar range and accuracy and disablement power as lethal ones, I guess current tasers aren't good enough for law enforcement to feel safe in an escalating situation (and the U.S. has plenty of lethal weapons going around). That would also make me feel better if people feel the need to go around armed (which is a very US-only thing, doesn't happen in Europe and Latin America and Asia as far as I know).
This is one part of the justice system which needs fixing. I prefer the system of legal aid like they do in Germany rather than a public defender .