This is a story about captivity. I was a victim of a violent crime and instead of assistance, I was treated as if I was a criminal. The fact that someone believed I was a criminal did not and cannot change reality. Believing something doesn't make it true. Ideas about what a person believes do not change the facts about what really happened. Something happened in the past and the past cannot be changed. A lie can cause others to believe something that is false.
The horror of the event can only be conveyed when I describe my own experiences. I can describe what I felt at different times, what I heard and saw. I will take you inside my head and show you my perspective. This is a first-person account of events that happened to me. I will try to explain what was going through my mind and what I observed. You will observe my experiences through the words I am about to share.
I felt I was going insane, literally crazy. It was like a nightmare that lasted for almost two years. I had countless traumatic experiences daily where things seemed like they were not real. It seemed more like a bad dream. People around me seemed like they were a threat to my safety and well being. Normal people appeared to be inhuman. They were not acting like a normal human would or should respond to a person in distress.