If my stalking – mostly in the form of relentless hacking sabotage – hadn’t continued after my fifth escape attempt from my situation in Portsmouth, I’d have had a well-paying job before the end of the year 2023.

Instead, among other things, I was forced to set up a new email address that I never used from my apartment and I had to postpone an important job application.

That setting up yet another email address was not a paranoid extravanganza became clear when someone who I had tried to email from my regular addresses turned out only to have replied to mail that I sent from this new address. (I didn’t try that with others; this person was the only exception.) The others simply didn’t reply most of the time though a few wrote something about a boyfriend or partner who was ill.

And when I looked into applying for a (likely only temporary) low-level job from equipment in my apartment which might have covered the rent, I already received a rejection email before I’d even had any contact with the party in question in one case.

I also received a job offer that miraculously disappeared and I received invitations created in the middle of the night in a weekend, to interviews for a non-existing vacancy. Both were in Amsterdam.

If I had to make a call, I’d sometimes switch the SIMcard over from the Android that already got hacked in Portsmouth (and that one day had a ton of gaming videos on it) to a non-smartphone because I was noticing some interference with some of my calls.

In Portsmouth, my WhatsApp calls were being recorded by a third party for a while, without me being able to prevent it or having access to the recordings. (It caused the phone to overheat and shut down on one of those occasions.)

I thought that this was just because people sometimes get hooked on my voice and my stalker was always listening to me. (Yelling at him that I hated him could cause him to get out of my equipment.)

I now suspect that it may have been for the purposes of voice-cloning. It only concerned calls in Dutch to one specific person, but that may have been a coincidence. In an e-mail I later sent to this same person, however, a heart emoji had been added, possibly leading this person to believe mistakenly that I had romantic feelings for him.