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Tuesday, August 5, 2025

Part Six: A Daisy Chain of Events

Disclaimer: This post contains my firsthand account of documented harassment and stalking behavior. The events described are supported by evidence, including messages and timestamps. Any opinions expressed are grounded in personal experience and the impact this behavior has had on my safety and well-being.

If you haven't read the first few parts, I recommend you do so before continuing. Here they are, in order:

Part One
Part 1A (be sure to read this before advancing to the next part)
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five

May 4th, 2025: Day two post-op. I was not feeling well. Recovery was rough. Unlike the previous year, when I had a less invasive surgery, I wasn't sent home with any painkillers this time. When I went in for the extremely painful lump on my abdomen, the ER staff was shocked by that. I have a very low tolerance for painkillers, so luckily, even a small amount is effective for me. I ended up purchasing some kratom locally, and that helped tremendously. But something felt wrong, especially with that large lump (the site where the surgeon pulled out the ovary). As someone who has had MANY abdominal surgeries—with several post-op abscesses and infections (sepsis)—I had never experienced this. But it felt like I had an infection.

I'm not feeling so good today. 😞 I hope I am not developing an infection because I am in a LOT of pain right now.

— Herma🃏Jestar (@hermajestar.com) May 4, 2025 at 12:56 PM

Back from the hospital. They did a CT scan + labs, and all looks okay. I do have an abnormal large/hard lump on my abdomen that we're keeping an eye on. But they doped me up and sent me home.

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— Herma🃏Jestar (@hermajestar.com) May 4, 2025 at 5:52 PM

I am still having problems with the area where the lump was and will be making an appointment to readdress it soon. It feels like there might be a hernia there (I already have a hiatal hernia and a malrotated stomach). I am unable to effectively rehab my core muscles because of it.

While I was dealing with this, guess who was spamming my Bluesky inbox? The messages aren't too insidious (yet), but it's definitely annoying and a whole lot like déjà vu (last year on repeat). It appears as if I blocked him on Bluesky (this particular account, anyway) around May 6th, 2025.



On May 8th, 2025, as I was out for a walk, I encountered an obliterated hotdog. This is a distinctly phallic symbol, and it very much felt like an omen (fallen Mars, more of that Tower energy). It turned out to be exactly that—an omen signaling the impending eruption of distorted masculine energy into my sphere of awareness. That energy soon turned hostile and chaotic. But that was fine, because it called me to rise up, my sharp tongue severing the strings to several toxic male egos.


On May 10th, 2025, I received some strange messages in my email inbox from the contact form on my website. This is the point in the timeline where the Kyle situation is about to take center stage.



The next day, May 11th, came with more contact form submissions:



...and more on May 12th, 2025:





After that series of messages, he switched to just emailing me directly, from multiple email addresses. I won't share every single message he sent (there are too many), but will share the most unhinged ones:


Make a mental note of his "Amber Heard" reference here. When he commits a public sex crime on X against me on June 30th, 2025, he makes a post where he refers to ME as "Amber Heard". I'm pretty sure I have his known account blocked on my public IG by May 12th, so he must have been logged out or monitoring me from an alt:

When I glanced at the events of the next day (May 13th, 2025), I got clarity on the IG situation. I won't delve fully in to the messages from that day (May 13th) until the next blog entry, but I will share the screenshots I had saved of him monitoring my Instagram account.




Don't stray too far, part seven will be posted here shortly. If you think this situation can't get any more twisted, you're in for a surprise.

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