After a prolonged, unfortunate and I dare to say extremely physically traumatising event in my early twenties, my body and entire life along with it, was utterly destroyed. After feeling physically ill I was referred to various doctors which tragically found nothing and could only throw out som wild guesses. During this period my obsession about Christian Nationalism being the only way to go when it comes to the governing of a nation, which had been previously unknown to the public, started dawning on the people around me. I had chosen to keep it more or less of a secret until I had finished the mandatory school years since Sweden always had been so pro-immigration under my time as a child. As early as in preschool the TEACHERS started brainwashing everyone by commanding the children to draw pictures of the Earth with children of different races holding hands and singing "kumbaya" and the outrageous "save the world". As IF you could save the world by removing the natural apartheid that is nations! Those evil witches of kindergarten teachers still angers me to this day when I think of them. In the name of anti-nationalist immigrant hugging multiculturalism some Swedish schools, if not ALL of them, ban the nationalist parties from coming to them and informing the pupils of their existance whilst proclaiming themselves as the everyday heroes defending the democratic and soon-to-be borderless western world from the "horrific plague" that is racial awareness and Christian pornfree values.
While the news of what my values truly were was spreading I encountered problems with my criminal foster family. To give you an idea of what type of people the Swedish authorities thought should be the legal guardians of me, I will paint a truthful picture of some of their character traits. They had always enjoyed theft, and therefore encouraged both their own children and their foster children to steal whenever possible. I am not suggesting that they had used children as thieving extensions of their own bodies on a daily basis or anything, but they made it very clear that they appreciated if you could successfully steal a book or two from the library, or perhaps a nice electric table fan from the warehouse where you worked. They told stories of their youth where they supposedly bought heaps of smuggled alcoholic beverages from criminal truckers trying to make some money on the side. The husband, Stig Sune Hjälm, had a heavily romanticized view of economic crimes (mostly coups), and he spoke relatively often about how "cool" it would've been if he could've cheated a BANK out of money somehow since no one would suffer from that in his eyes. He was an opportunistic thief together with his spouse Karin Ingeborg Hjälm. When I was really young and Karin Ingeborg still worked as a nurse she used to come home from the hospital with stuff like stolen bedsheets, paper clips, pencils, surgical scissors and more. She also confessed that she had stolen items like cough drops and candybags from the local supermarket by what she called an accident. They bought pirated computer software and illegal decoder cards for their satellite TV from a man called Lage who worked in an electronics store. They ordered and ultimately bought a stolen snowmobile with the help of someone known to me as Sven Anders Andersson, under the assumption that it came from an owner way up north, only to realise in sheer panic that its owner only lived about 2 metric miles away. Scared to the bone that Stig Sunes illegal trade would get discovered, he ordered an extra set of adhesive license plates for an old Yamaha from the the Swedish vehicle registration service, and put those on the stolen one. That stolen snowmobile, which was a Polaris XC 600 (approximated to have been from the 1999 Polaris model lineup), they later fenced on to someone else. My legal guardians also had a connection to a man that manufactured professional moonshine stills, and through him they bought more than one still and made most of their booze at home illegally. As the "good parents" they were according to themselves they not only advocated for children to drink themselves intoxicated for the first times at home during supervision, they also put it into practise. All of this went totally unnoticed to the Swedish social services whose job was to guarantee me a healthy and normal upbringing. It seemed as if they even spoke HIGHLY of them due to the fact that they were so easy to talk to, which is nothing but scary to consider. Oh yes, there is one more substantial thing. They also planned to commit an insurance fraud on an Arctic Cat ZR 500 snowmobile (from the A.C. 2001 model lineup), but I do not know if they followed through on it or not.
This is an exact duplicate of the stolen snowmobile.
Please correct me if you should know that it is not from the 1999 model lineup!
The problem I had encountered with the Hjälm family was the fact that they had started to realise that I wasn't with them on their criminal side at all. They started looking at me differently, and acting more and more in a paranoid fashion. When I tried to investigate the insurance fraud question, Stig Sune got angry and raised his voice in a threatening manner saying "Do not speak of it! You know what we have done.". Naturally, this puzzled me since we hadn't even spoken about the matter and he had only mentioned that he had considered committing fraud once before while on the go. After that moment they started covering for each other fearing that their facades would crumble and that their friends would get to hear the truth about them if I had outed them. I would have to assume that they even panicked since it did not take long before I was extorted. If I did not behave like they wanted me to, they would have me detained. Since I chose to not obey them they actually locked me up in a psychiatric ward. I was very shocked and distraught over the fact that they actually managed to imprison me! I was not and had not been MENTALLY ill or anything, but I was still suffering from the consequenses of my bodys breakdown so they chose to use that to their advantage, saying that it was symptoms of a psychiatric illness instead of evidence of physical internal injury. On top of that, Karin Ingeborg was a former nurse so she had a criminal amount of credibility with the doctors that ultimately chose to trust her words over mine, hence neglecting the need to investigate my physical ailments any further, and in the end deciding to treat me like I was delusional. It took the Hjälm couple 2-3 tries before successfully gaining the trust of the medics though. That has to be said. Nevertheless, it is CRIMINAL for a physician to disregard the words of the accused "patient" and blindly trust the words of another person. Which is something that almost all of them did.
Later on it became pretty clear to me that the physicians had understood that they had been acting on nothing but lies about me, and that I had no place in a psych ward, but instead of acquitting me they chose to cover for each other. What one has to remember is that BY THEN they had been harassing me for more than a year, so the felony they had committed in wrongfully locking me up and violating me was really serious. When they also realised that I was a National Socialist they immediately labeled me as dangerous and unstable in their journals, saying that I had unhealthy dissenting opinions. They continued with their delinquency and claimed that my opinions were enough to justify yet another imprisonment of me. Unfortunately, at least six of the psychiatrists that has handled my case over the years has been outlanders which really, really does not help.
I have reported some of the psychiatrists to the Swedish police, and as far as I know one of my police reports is still active and undergoing an investigation. The most serious police report that I filed because of my false imprisonments was abandoned even before an investigation had taken place. They basically said that in Sweden, all doctors are above the law, and if they should commit a serious mistake costing someone their lives it would only be classified as malpractice. So, at best they would lose their jobs but never have to serve prison sentences. Something worth mentioning is that I was UNLAWFULLY THREATENED by a psych medic called Johan Tyko Tobias Linder after letting him know that I was planning to go to the police for help in stopping their criminal endeavours . I was in an enforced meeting with him and two nurses I think it was, and when I had finished talking about the police he warned me and said that "If I should talk with the police, he would choose to write that I had a serious mental disturbance that needed acute medical attention" in his journal. Since I really had no choice but to disregard his extortion attempt, I talked to to the police, and a few days later I was abducted and imprisoned in the psyche ward once again! I can't say it's strange when all a physician has to do to cover his crime up is to say that it was an honest mistake and not deliberate.
Something that I find extremely noteworthy is that my so called clinical picture has been assessed, on more than one occasion, by an outlander psych doctor that admittedly had not even seen my face or heard my voice for well over three years. For the record, his name was Maciej Szczepan Dubinski.
I used to have a very naive view of Sweden as a nation. I believed in all of the good rumours I kept hearing of saying that it had the best medicare and a faultless judicial system that never failed, but now I have realised that it was all fake. It was and still is, just a facade. The present Sweden is horrible for the good people. In secracy.
This is far from the entire story, but I felt like writing a short synopsis of it since I have a related appointment in "court" later today (December 6th, 2012 at 13.55PM). It is going to be the negotiations of my future life. It is basically a meeting where I, the accused, get to hear a doctor read the falsified accusations out loud from his own journal. Then I might get a chance to speak my mind, and in some cases the judge-doctor asks a few questions to simulate an investigation (you can't investigate someone properly in an interview consisting of 4 questions). The judge-doctor is supposed to be neutral, but seldom has been in my own experience. There is also 3-4 people from the "court" present which listens to what everyone one says, and then tries to guess what the correct course of action is. These court-substitutes rarely work as intended, and usually they just do whatever the judge-doctor says since he is supposed to be an expert.
My bus will leave in 20 minutes, so I will go and make myself ready for the trip. Thanks for reading.
If anyone should wonder, the insurance fraud thing was the only event I got to hear about after I had come of age.
Maybe I should list what type of disorders I have been accused of... Why ont? Here's a few:
→Grave Mental Disorder
→Repeated Tactile Hallucinations
There might've been more charges against me, but I am not sure. What each different physician has chosen to accuse me of has differed, but the last two seems to have settled on Schizophrenia. This despite the fact that I do not have any symptoms whatsoever of the actual disease. Ah, well... I shall see what unfolds during todays negotiations.