(WARNING: Self-Harm)

“I knew what lawsuits were like because there were people who were sued around me but experiencing it for myself was a completely different thing. Being asked to show up once throws a wrench in your lifestyle. But once or twice, it was endurable. It was because I kept getting asked to show up that I became both mentally and physically exhausted. I couldn’t delay my appearance forever, so I eventually had to go, and whenever I did, it was the same boring old investigation again. At first, I was firm. I didn’t have any physical evidence, but I had circumstantial evidence, so I believed that I would be able to change the heart of the investigators. Of course, it didn’t take long for me to realize that it was a vain dream.”

She used her right hand to slowly massage her left wrist down to her elbow. She looked as though she was consoling a stubborn child.

“People there are very knowledgeable about how to socially, physically, and mentally kill a person. They kept sending me lawsuits, each time under a different name so that they couldn't be classified together. Among them, there were things that ended on the investigator’s level but there were things I was fined...