[Libre-soc-dev] status update 15 may 2025
Luke Kenneth Casson Leighton
lkcl at lkcl.net
Thu May 15 19:39:52 BST 2025
I've been in the country I fled for my life now five months. the unreal
nightmare of humiliation and degradation continues due to the visa
conditions: employment is prohibited, social club activity is prohibited.
my host is not properly able to pay attention and is so shocked by what he
is slowly learning that he has to put it mentally aside, otherwise it badly
affects his own physical health.
I am just about managing to keep things together, but have given up going
out of the flat which has no heating, no cooker, no fridge, no air
conditioning, only one working fan, dangerous electrics, and as it is a
single bedroom apartment I am forced to sleep in the same room as my 77
year old host.
I have never been in such humiliating circumstances in my life.
all the research I have done shows that I have been psychologically
tortured.
one male student verbally abusing a girl 25 minutes straight for "talking
to other boys" put me into deep shock for several days, as it reminded me
of 3,000 similar ordeals - all of which my daughter had to listen to - over
a 16 year period of domestic violence.
a famous play where a mother is in distress because her children had been
murdered: after three minutes I went into severe physiological distress and
anaphylactic shock. it took two days to recover.
my host shouting angrily at me because he was stressed about missing a
plane flight put me straight into sobbing uncontrollable distress.
an orthopedic doctor at a State Hospital asking me about any "treatment" I
received in the UK: he didn't take in the significance the first time when
I said "there was not one single diagnosis in eleven months", I was able to
keep it together the first time he asked but the second time put me into
deep shock and I started crying uncontrollably.
meanwhile with no help whatsoever with people who are starting to realize
how much they have fucked up and are trying to cover it up, I am having to
investigate and obtain evidence of what almost became attempted murder by
DAVID CALDERWOOD.
the police continue to close cases by any means necessary.
the NHS continue to fabricate reports, destroy or omit evidence.
two good pieces of news: firstly I have caught the NHS lying regarding the
violent assault of 2nd November 2024. (now I have to get the police to
reopen the case where I was assaulted by the officer in charge of the case)
secondly, I have confirmation in writing from Company's House that
CALDERWOOD has acted fraudulently.
every time I go over events it is a terrible risk. people are unable to
understand and appreciate that my ability to communicate is massively
compromised.
people who you would think should be trusted to help turn out to be
traitors that have made things worse, not better.
as I am prohibited from employment I feel completely alone, utterly
worthless, and a burden on society. my host is going into debt paying for
food, clothing, medical costs and paying for my camp site costs back in
England.
I had to abandon thousands of pounds of equipment and have no way of
recovering it. a £3,500 laptop is with a friend who does not want the
responsibility. the council is due to inspect the campsite and is highly
likely to demand everyone leave, and I have no-one to ask for help.
my mother continues her delusional insanity of giving me advice such as "oh
you should go on a retreat", and the last communication from her she
utilised the exact same weaponised sarcastic "victim" tactic that
narcissists such as my mentally ill ex-partner used.
normally people would have friends and family they could call on: RAYMOND's
abusive verbally violent manipulation meant I lost touch with almost
everyone I knew. my family cannot be trusted as they were manipulated into
almost bringing about my death, and as there is the risk of them going to
prison they refuse to tell the truth.
I am in a living nightmare which will not end. I sat in a cafe this
afternoon in an "automaton stupor". no feeling of any kind: it's hard to
describe. I was perfectly aware: it's just that I was numb, emotionally. I
could put food into my mouth, I was aware of the people around me.
I want this nightmare to end. I don't understand why I am not getting any
help with what I need. people keep judging me, instead of asking what is
wrong. I don't know what to do or who to turn to.
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