Unfortunately, as I sit here trying to work on my paper, they are already using the wriggler against me this morning, I think, as a very low volume.

It saddens to me to think that even at this late time, it is not yet apparent to whoever does this to me that they are going to regret it. I would think it would be as obvious to them as it is to me, but apparently it is not, and they still see some great profits in sexually torturing me night and day, and those who abide them likewise do not see the slow torture and long suffering of the friends and loved ones.