When Quirks are Foibles

While the torture group controls my body every error they commit represents them and it is the me people see. So the fact that they have many problems in executing physical activities says everything about the level of execution of their ability to control a body.

I had a lisp when i was younger than ten years old. Instead of R and S I said aw and eth. There is no explanation for what damaged the computer’s speech program enough to cause this lisp. While speech therapy helped the computer relearn how to speak properly I still have speech problems to this day.

I slur my words together. I speak too quietly for others to hear. I sometimes say the wrong word than the word my thought voice told me I was planned to say.

I did play sports before age ten. I played tag football, softball, volleytennis, and schoolyard games like kickball and soccer. I never was going to be able to excel beyond that age’s skill limit.

I’m the most graceless and rhythmless dancer. You would cringe.

I stopped progressing in my drawing and painting around age ten and actually regressed.

By the year after graduating high school my language files had been downgraded. I lost much of my college levels vocabulary in speech not writing.

I randomly cut myself when using knives. I do this so much the torture operators don’t let me use certain knives like butcher knives some days.

I stumble often as I walk. My ability to catch my footing after stumbling is pretty good.

Sometimes my hands don’t work properly and I will do things like poke myself in the eye.

Occasionally the technology controlling my body has a malfunction that sets my body or parts of my body into a brief spasm.

I choke on food or water going down my throat more often than I should.

As I type I often misspell words.



Published by ti30years

Living in So. California. Victim of the T.I. torture since 1990. Child and adult victim of the torture. I share my torture experience to help people learn about the torture which continues to plague me and others. Not your average schizophrenic.

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