July 2021

Dénia holiday

• I go to Dénia for my summer holiday. I wonder now if that was “suggested” online to me.
• The day I leave I feel extremely unwell in a weird way, not sick exactly but nothing is working properly. I feel heavy, tired, and unwell. My eyesight is straining and I feel a little nauseous. Thinking back, it is rather like the poisoned feeling I often had in Dénia in my apartment.
• During my trip, I meet Christine BJ for lunch a couple of times. She tells me her views on trans ideology and I quietly agree.
• I share with her that I am a child sexual abuse survivor of a grooming gang. I also tell her that I probably would be trans and removing my breasts, womb, and ovaries had I been born 30 years later.
• I tell Christine I have been suffering from a debilitating depression after reporting child sexual abuse to the Met Police in 2016.
• I also tell Christine BJ that Lorraine Blackbourn just committed suicide.
• She pretends not to know about this.

The tiny Ecuadorian woman

• At the hotel I’m staying at, the Daniya, there is a tiny Ecuadorian woman waiting tables in the restaurant.
• She’s beautiful and young.
• I know her.
• She was in Klara Sarkadi’s choir when I was a member.
• A great sadness is coming from her.
• She knows who I am too.
• She wants to tell me something.
• We never speak.
• I now believe she was targeted, like me, via the Orfeo de Denia choir, Klara Sarkadi, and maybe even Mercedes too.
• She wanted to tell me this; and somehow she did.
• Maybe she also wanted to tell me the truth about Lorraine; that probably everyone knows.

Lorraine Blackbourn commits suicide

• Lorraine Blackbourn killed herself the week I visited and her funeral was on or around the day I arrived.
• A few days after that, I was coming back from the Las Marinas beach towards the Daniya hotel where I was staying.
• As I crossed the road in front of the Katmandu Indian restaurant, I saw an old friend, Caroline, sitting at a table-for-two on her own, right in front of the entrance.
• She looked devastated.

• I wonder who Caroline was with, and where that person was at the moment I saw her.
• Or was she eating alone?
• It was an odd place to sit if you were crying your eyes out.

Astonishing timing

• I now believe Lorraine was targeted online like I was, using NLP and sentiment manipulation and possibly drugs and poisons.
• I believe she was driven to suicide.
• Is something extremely sinister going on in Dénia?
• Did criminal sex gangs simply walk in and take over a small town already gone very wrong?
• Did the criminally insane realize they could do whatever the hell they liked to the good people of Dénia, and get away with it?

• Like all the choreographed moments-in-time to come, was this one also prearranged?
• If so, by whom?
• Lorraine was a British woman I used to work for in Dénia. She ran the English Studio academy there.
• I mention her in a previous chapter.
• Due to depression, I had disconnected from everyone I knew. It didn’t seem fair to keep people close. I was also finding it extremely difficult to relate to people because of my experiences and the anxiety I was suffering from.
• For these reasons, I wasn’t in touch with anyone in Dénia and I didn’t know Lorraine had died by suicide until nearly a year later when I bumped into someone who told me. At the time, I had assumed Lorraine’s death was due to illness.

Retrospective concerns about Lorraine’s untimely death

• I’m concerned now that Lorraine may have been driven to suicide, in the same way gang stalkers clearly wanted my life to end.
• Fake and stalker accounts on Twitter often mentioned Lorraine in relation to stalking and “whistle-blowing”, a reference I didn’t understand, and still don’t.
• Maybe law enforcement will understand what this means better, or maybe they ignored her too.
• The account below had been following me for some time around March 2024 when I finally left my studies at the conservatory due to being made afraid for my life.
• This account ran gang-stalking harassment interactions with me, with the help of some of the other accounts. I found the name and content choices interesting.

• The account is now deleted.

Thinking about moving back

• While I’m there, I remember how lovely Dénia is, and how much I loved living there, and I start to harbour a strong desire to move back.
• I search for a flat repeatedly online but there is nothing available.
• I realize AirBNB type accommodation has taken over the rental market in this part of the world.

Joining Twitter

• I join Twitter with my account @1frgvn in August.
• I am anonymous and I use my account to support activists against the abuses to children and women’s rights arising from trans ideology.
• I also use Twitter extensively as therapy and post often about my child sexual abuse experiences and the suicidal depression I have been suffering since 2015.
• Anyone stalking or surveilling me at that time will have had a deep insight into my state of mind and could only assume that a three-year campaign of terror against me would likely drive me to suicide.
• As well as my state of mind, I mention old experiences which will be used later on to intimidate and terrorize me while I’m being stalked online.