The first negative behaviors the torture group had me display during the change in my torture at the age of ten was anxiety, an enfeebling condition. The second was cruelty. My temper outbursts before had never been like this. I needed to be heard. I needed to be loud. I was an antagonist to others. It was a Jekyll and Hyde personality.
This was how the torture group while controlling my body conveyed their sadism onto others. They used me to attack other people. Secondary victims are those which suffer indirectly from the torture; through victims torture symptoms. The affects on secondary victims are much, much less intense and extreme than those of the primary victims.
It started with harassing my sister intensely when we were supposed to be asleep. When my parents were forced to separate us for her sake I got into long drawn out violent arguments with them. It was to the point that the fights become physical. I was outmatched but I was controlled by the torture technology. I was inhuman. I put up a hell of a fight.
Sometimes over the fifteen years of my anxiety torture phase the temper outbursts I had seemed to correlate with my period. My father thought I might have a medical condition it was so intense. But this was his mistake. It happened more than just before my period began. He was ignoring data.
Though I was always punished and otherwise reprimanded for my bad behavior I was otherwise the most genial of my siblings. I was known for my helpful, kind, loving and giving personality when not being a brat. I would get incredibly abusive than switch back to kind and loving. It was harmful to others. It damaged relationships. My twin sister has never fully trusted me until just recently. She still isn’t the close kind of twin she was when we were very little.
In my late teens I went through a period of breaking things in anger during my temper outbursts. I broke a computer, tv remotes and other things. I was made to pay for replacements. Eventually the torture group grew tired with this torture attack.
It was in my early twenties that my temper put me at the most risk. I was no longer under my parents guardianship. Though I was unable to support myself and required their assistance they were ready to threaten me and demonstrate their willingness to kick me out of their house for my temper. A fight with my brother had me out on my own for the night.
It was after a fight like these in 2009 that I would so often go outside to listen to music and smoke that the torture group would reward me with the music video torture attacks I called my visions.
During the first and second year of schizophrenia torture i got into more fights with people in my family I never would have challenged again. These people during one fight called in a second psychiatric evaluation by the police this time. I was in the hospital for another week.
The fights for the third year of schizophrenia on have been verbal arguments. I’m much less violent now. Though I am sharp tongued when peeved. This year (2018) there has been a very low amount of fights. Sometimes they do this.