The book of torment (Gangstalking)Survivor's Story by Jeffrey adkins

Previously

…As I walked out of her office, the sterile scent seemed less oppressive. The buzzing in my ears hadn’t vanished, but it felt… different. Less like a torment, more like a signal. Dr. Reed hadn’t outright believed me, not in the way I’d desperately hoped. But she hadn’t dismissed me either. She had listened. She had acknowledged the possibility. And in the labyrinth of my gangstalking nightmare, that acknowledgment was a beacon, a fragile but undeniable glimmer of light. The healer’s ear had finally heard something beyond the expected.