I thought I now finally had the correct new business bank account number as it was confirmed by another payment service, but on the latter’s site it says :

by my hacker? Who’s to say.

For 13 years and counting, I’ve been the target of something really vile and sadistic, and also cunning, but nobody here in England – with the exception of ONE person and she is not English, and she’s been stalked herself – has ever believed me. Why?
- I’m a migrant.
- I’m a woman.
- I’m over 45.
- The hacking and other interference with my life have left me dirt-poor. So I must be stoopid, one of those so-called “vulnerable” people (with or without defective genes).
Everybody knows that the phenomenon sadistic stalking does not exist. I’ve been making it all up. Of course I have! I live in deep poverty and misery just for fun.
There’s nowhere I can go for help. Nowhere. Been everywhere. To some places so many times!
People prefer to come up with a reason for looking the other way so that they don’t have to do a thing.