About my silence
Why I stopped writing after the last book…
Hello everyone, you might be curious why I stopped writing after my last book and went rather silent.
For legal purposes I am going to state that all statements regarding other people are allegations at this point until proven in a court of law and investigations are ongoing. I will not be naming any names.
I was dealing with a debilitating injury and disability that left me in chronic pain with no assistance for two years so I was isolated by my neighbors who began to take control over me by controlling when I could leave and where I could go and demanding money from me. I fell hard into my mental disabilities (depression, ptsd, anxiety/panic and agoraphobia) but I had a good therapist helping me work through that and the trauma from my abusive narcissistic ex boyfriend who had tried to kill me on several occasions.
In February 2024 I hit rock bottom, left everything online and started working to get my life back in order with physical therapy and other things. The better I got the more restricted my neighbors made me until they were controlling my finances, my mail, who I could speak to, who I could call, they stopped letting me see my doctor's, they would threaten my life or the lives of my therapy animals if I did anything they disapproved of.
I had also made friends with someone online who I was made to believe was online dating me and had actually agreed to marry me. Though many people told me I was being catfished I had looked into it thoroughly and thought that was not the case. I also knew my family and my neighbors had every reason to stop me from dating and leaving, they had always worked to keep me from having a relationship that was healthy. They even encouraged me to go back to my abusive ex even though I had told them of the abuse. When it was exposed online that I was dating someone and planning to move my life and the lives of my animals were threatened if I did not break up with this person. My neighbors began to constantly try scare tactics on me, repeatedly threatening anyone who would try to assist me, threatening me if I tried to fundraise, and even telling people I had already moved away when I would try to get someone to send the police for a wellness check.
This went on for a year with every attempt I made to escape being blocked, being told they would kill anyone who tried to help me, not allow my animals to leave or they would kill them if I left for any time.
I had started an Instagram for my dancing therapy, inspiring posts, art, writing, and dj career. My neighbors were relentless in mocking it and telling me to take it down because they didn't approve and I was living “on their property under their rules”. These were people I had known since I was 12 who had groomed me online and got me to move to them under false pretenses including they would keep me safe from my family, who they would later start defending and reporting me to. They put illegal cameras and listening devices in my camper ( which was deemed unlivable by the county due to lack of efficient heat and no running water or plumbing).
Once I realized they were being paid by my family to hold me hostage and would not let me make plans to move away I knew the situation was desperate. I started to ask for help on social media and fundraiser but unbeknownst to me they had been running smear campaigns to destroy me and my business and relationship as well as collecting funds and gifts in my name I never received. This is why they would threaten me any time I would try to fundraise for myself because they didn't want to be caught for their fraud.
In May 2025 I had to face reality. They had starved me for three days in an attempt to get me to comply and remove all my social media and presence from the internet and isolate me from help, to make me stop asking for help. Any time the police were called for a wellness check they left after being told I was not there but no one ever came to check my camper.
They had threatened the lives of my animals if I escaped but I knew we would all die if I didn't so I made the horrible choice to comply with them long enough to escape and abandon my animals. I had been saving in secret for a few months hoping to escape to my “boyfriend” who kept insinuating they were blocking him from rescuing me. So I took that savings and ran when I convinced them to take me for food, giving in to their demands to remove everything and comply and be “good”.
I ran away and hid at a nearby hotel. When they realized I had escaped someone angrily texted me doctored AI photos of my animals deceased, told me my stuff had burned, and they would kill me if I ever returned. I spent the next week running from them and all their friends and even saw my abusive family hunting me.
Through a domestic violence organization I was finally able to escape and run with my cats to a city far away, but my horse was stuck behind with my abusers for months while a horse rescue tried to work with them to rescue him.
I have spent the last several months running from repeated attempts to kidnap me, attempts on my life, death threats. And in the course of it I have heard bits and pieces of things (allegedly) they were hiding like the fraud, stealing my money/mail, and even that my “boyfriend” was not only paid to catfish me, he took gifts behind my back, fake married me, told people I had passed away (all alleged at this point).
My beloved emotional support house cats and I ended up sleeping homeless on the street (even though I have agoraphobia) in a dangerous crime-filled area (God protected us). We are still actively fleeing, people are still allegedly chasing us, we are still homeless and struggling to find safety from these insane people. My horse did get rescued to safety (thank you to those people involved).
Allegedly my neighbors are still collecting money in my name supposed to be benefitting me but I am in no contact with them (I even tried to get a restraining order against them for their stalking and harassment). Allegedly they are still stalking and trying to kidnap or kill me (my family, my abusers, both of my ex boyfriends, and Allegedly even some past friends). Every time we are almost safe someone else finds us and tries something.
Real life truly is stranger than fiction. This is my true story, I am telling because they promised to leave me alone if I was silent and they did not. Maybe I can help someone else, or maybe they will be caught if something happens to me.
So far my Savior Jesus has kept us safe and provided. Please do not donate to anyone claiming to raise funds for me, these funds are going to fund my abusers in their attempts to silence me. My only legitimate platform for donations is my ko-fi here.
https://ko-fi.com/nicholerose92
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