Emily Bieman's Blog - Single Lady Persecution"My Scream"
I love being single!! - but not persecuted! btw, single and NOT looking (no match ups please, this is not an attempt to get hitched!) I just write here exactly what is going on in my life (and occasionally passing judgement...) I do not make money from this blog.
There is swearing......at times I am verbally aggressive, and you will need to apply common-sense. Do not run away like a little girl at the first swear word. This is Kid safe, I do not believe in censoring words or disguising life. This is a helpful website. I know in combating, bullies, it does take a certain level of bravado, and innuendo. I am not some great writer, I am just a girl writing about her life. Main message - STOP STEALING and stop stalking / harassing me like a dog.
Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia
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Originally, I had another 5 pages showing photos of items stolen, but due to the fact that my website was too big, I’m going to condense all those photos into a collage. So, I found 45 photos of items stolen, and will try to fit them in on 1 page.
And note, because it’s actually not normal to have so many items stolen, and one doesn’t normally take a photo of all ones items and possessions. It was a little difficult finding photos of things that have already been taken. So sometimes I went online and found replicas of exactly the same item that was taken, or found similar. But when I realised, I was being victimised and bullied in this manner, I realized after the police could not do anything about it (or would not due to disbelief), one of the ways I could tackle it was making public awareness, by showing photos of items that were stolen, indicating that this is real - it’s really happening. And so, at that point, I went round the house and videoed everything, so sometimes I get items captured on the video, and of course from that point on, everything I received in the mail, like little purchases from Ebay, which I frequently made back then. I always took a photo after unboxing. So now I have a whole big file of all my items and possessions. (Sooo fun to do that, thanks so mush bimbo thieves for wasting my time even further).
I believe that answers ‘dingbats’ question from Agnes Water on FB, who back in 2018, was wondering how I obtained photos of items that were already stolen, and who believed that I was completely crazy and nuts and suffering from mental illness, (same as stupid police in Gunnedah and Gin Gin), rather than believe or understand that I was trying to do something about bullies who are stealing from me, and who still do steal from me, although somewhat reduced now due to the fact that I kick up a great big stink about it on social media and call the police names. I DON'T CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK ABOUT ME. (And those disbelievers, ultimately it is YOU who would have a mental health problem, I believe it’s called narcissism).
One local here just stole my reading glasses (how many is that now? Oh only about 50!) – some bogan boy from across the road at no 108? – I think the mother goes and gets young boy to steal for her.
Click image to go to my Google Photo Album of STOLEN ITEMS
I have to do an extra special one next, because this involves items that have been returned, after they were stolen.
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Mothers who do not teach their child RESPONSIBILITY (suck)
One day looking at my stolen items lists (792 items long since 2013), and I noted there were at least a dozen of my stolen items returned later. I found a photo of just one of those items, that bag. That bag, that I knit, (Intarsia), several years ago now, was stolen from me when I was in town with it one time, at Gunnedah. But, 3 months later it was returned to me, (filthy), and it actually had a train parcel ticket attached to it, as if it had come back by train (?). It was left at my dad’s house on the back veranda, I think since I was not there at the time. (Definatly stolen, not left on the veranda – for all you narcs).
So, aside from that bag, I believe some of those items were returned to me, by a parent who knows that their child has stolen from me. So, they attempt to make up for it, by giving it back, or even giving me something else to compensate, or giving me money, in the way of my seed sales.
But, while, it’s great to get stolen items back, I just want say that this is SHIT, this is a ‘shit’ way of handling a situation on behalf of that parent. It is ‘shit’ at my end too; as I don't know for sure who took it and when they took it, leaving me with considerable stress. And it is ‘shit’ at your child's end; you have to force your child to take RESPONSIBILITY. You have to make your child pay for the stolen item, and you have to make your child apologise in person, with possible explanation, so with thought applied. (you know, BRAIN THOUGHT - I can just imagine some mothers thinking 'oh well, that will be really hard for my child to do, and so I'll do it for them' - twits). So maybe after that ordeal for a child, they might think twice before doing it again to some other poor woman, or me again.
So, why is it up to me to spell these things out to stupid bimbo mothers??
Step up government and make them do parenting class.
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later I discovered this had been stolen:
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Long and expensive fringe of glass beads, stolen (photo in the collage, top right)
This long fringe of glass beads, long and expensive fringe of glass beads, was stolen right off my shelf in my craft room, where I had placed it, back at the house at Rangari. It probably would've been stolen one of those days when I drove over to Bunnings, only to return and find the power had been switched off, all the clocks flashing and items missing. 2016/17 or so.
Glassbead fringe was a real treat for me to purchase, I had always wanted to be able to purchase some. Even if my end use back then was still yet undetermined . Maybe I was thinking chair or footstool trim…..
I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies.
I've had many craft items taken from my house, I always suspected Emma Finlayson because she was Heath Barwick's friend: whenever Heath Barwick fucked up she would come to his rescue. She was kind of like a big bully who sewed and did crafts.
But I don't really know who it was, I can only speculate. It could have been Rachael Wainberg’s sister, infact more likely to be her, as I later suspected she was involved in all the stealing at Bunnings too, - after stalking me on and off for 20 years. She is NUTS.
But then I later discovered I had, still have, Australian retail dogs stalking me, I think they are from when I worked at BONDS?; finding products for me to purchase, and in turn stealing products from me, like this fringe - products that they think I will not need, and think they have the right to just take. EXTREME NUTS.
When I had moved from Rangari into Peter Longs cottage, I thought I would be staying there for quite some time, so I thought I should do a lovely stained-glass picture on the front door. I had even found a glass door at the tip shop for $5, so as not to change the existing rental one. I had purchased the paints too. Plus, I had drafted a good design in Art Nouveau style.
Course, then I had to move; my plan went out the window. I took both the door and paint with me, maybe I thought, on the next place…..little did I know what ugliness was instore for me.
When I was at Gin Gin, (move no 5), I realised I would never be able to do my stained-glass door. The door went back to the tip, and I thought I should sell my paints: I was looking at my paints again, because this particular brand was a really good one, and they had different variations of kits and colours, I was trying to find out what kit I had to name it. I noticed that 2 of the paint jars had been swapped over. I just know this would NOT have been a mistake by the manufacturer, this would've been the stupid blonde who steals craft items from my house. She has swapped over 2 of the “good” colours for 2 of the more mundane colours - what a little thieving dog - the epitome of female foolishness.
Now, I'm sure I've written about this before?...could not find it, but I want to make a point: this “stealing dog”, she targets me, she steals from me, she doesn't steal from some other person, who, you know, maybe is really rich, or is not even a very nice person! She targets me, she has a specific grudge against me for whatever reason - I have no idea what, as I don't even know who? As far as I know I don't even have any enemies, certainly back then at any rate {I didn't have a blog back then!!} Thieving bullies HATE to be “named and shamed” – especially narcissistic ones. (HA)
Anyway, so I kind of had to laugh because this thieving girl stole from me, but as I was selling the paints, it would not affect me, but it would affect the next girl who purchased them, - and I feel like this stalking pervert thief, saw, that some other woman, possibly a mother (!), would purchase them and she would lose on the 2 good colours, so, not me, she had inadvertently “picked on” and “bullied” some other woman. She had “victimized” some other poor innocent woman. Like I really felt at the time, this unknown thief, finally felt guilty.
So now in retrospect it must have been Rachael Wainberg’s sister – my then LANDLORD, and possibly her accomplice, her friend, also a stalker, Winifried O’herr. So, I have no idea why Rachel Weinberg sister would have issues with me, why she would follow me around like a dog, and why she would steal from me. I didn't really know her, I only knew her through my friend Rachel, as they lived together when Rachel and I were friends, down at North Sydney, while I was studying- as I've mentioned before on my blog. Maybe she thought I was really rich, and that entitles her to steal from me?? I have no idea what goes through her stupid little bimbo blonde head.