Being trapped by the human traffickers drove me crazy
I moved to Augusta to heal from my last experience with trafficking, only to find myself surrounded by it and targeted by the assholes who perpetuate this type of abuse. Every time I pushed back against being their mule, they pushed me into corners ever the harder.
My primary client, Tom’s Hardware, fired me because they thought I went crazy
One of my fans in Germany called in to the FBI consulate, which arranged for temporary police protection when the human traffickers were trying to kill me
That weekend I escaped their last attempt to kill me
That’s how I ended up in Dallas, Texas – where the Unity Mission homeless shelter I sought refuge in forced me to undergo a mental evaluation. The psychiatrist I spoke to was the first person who knew how to listen to me and get past my terror. If it hadn’t been for her, I probably would have cracked and had actually gone crazy.
When Tom’s Hardware realized I wasn’t crazy, they took me back. Due to financial assistance from Intel‘s Alejandro Hoyos and SemiAnalysis‘ Dylan Patel, I was able to return to Augusta where my equipment was.
I started testing as much as I could, because I knew once I got paid I would have to take my equipment and leave.
During that week, the human traffickers Tyrone Neville and Michael Roach tried to get me to do unspeakable things. Some of them involved innocent, precious children. I will not try to speak those words, my panic attacks will not let me.
EDIT: I was able to speak these words more clearly than I typed them here, though I have a few panic attacks in the YouTube video below.