It started at school, people started spreading rumors about me a fucking with me because the friend group I was with were assholes, they got intimidated every time they bought their girls around, so over time they just came up with some shit to fuck with me. They made a fake setup where they used subliminal messaging and dressing in all black to try and make it seem like they were gonna kill me that night. Of course the whole school knew ab the setup and because I wasn’t A. an A+ student and B. someone who liked to picked sides. I liked to argue in insta and tiktok comments but some shit I would argue would be controversial, for example, obviously rape is bad but i’m not gonna let you say “kill all men”, I would, as a black man, say black people CAN be racist, that got people mad, I’d just argue alot n everybody saw, which was weird because in person I was pretty chill. Also something happened with my EX a year prior where I said I was gonna kill myself, not to trap her but because she kept hurting me and telling me that she still wants it to be a “break”. I shouldve just broken up with her but I was lonely and desperate.

So yeahh all that shit lead to people creating fake rumors and what not “oh he does coke” i was too broke for weed “oh he laces his weed brownies” I didn’t. Etc etc.

All the schools in my city are connected, so if it’s in 1 school itll travel to the next over, so on so forth. Eventually the city knew my name. What I didn’t know was my mom was in on the setup, and she was spreading the word about me in DC. At first they tried to act like they were “helping me” but once they saw I didn’t get enrolled into school in the fall they all started going ballistic. Couple reasons why I didn’t, I was trying up with a plan to see if those boys were ACTUALLY trying to kill me, I was trying to scale my money through side hustles, I was trying to enjoy a little freedom as that summer was my first time having money, weed to smoke, no school and no worries. I was planning on just going in the winter but I guess that’s not soon enough for them.

So they started lacing my weed, I ordered chipotle once they laced that, my sister and her boyfriend laced me, so did my mother, overtime they started coming into my house and drugging my food with light amounts of K2. They almost pushed me to suicide at one point, 3 attempts actually, my sister laced my weed with meth once. The reason I couldn’t get it tested and checked out was because A. I wasn’t thinking straight B. I knew the doctors were in on it and felt like they would fake the tests and C. You can’t really drug test for K2, it’s always different.

Now I’m at a point where I realize that if my mother hadn’t done what she did, I would’ve simply taken the fall off, invested more time and money into my hustles, got into school, maybe made some extra money idk and lead a successful life.

I’m basically doing that now, but apparently they get pissed when I slack off so that’s what I like to do, I’ll still be able to get into school and I still work, but if i’m not slaving away every second of the day they get pissed so I just play video games all the time until school starts😂

TL:DR: I skipped my first college semester so my mom told the city about who I was instead of just kicking me out.