How I've been persecuted in Sweden

2005

After receiving unemployment for a couple of months, I was asked to pay it all back by Alfakassan without it being any fraud, stating that I would have worked when I hadn’t and had evidence of it, being it mandatory to attend an unemployment program provided by Swedish social security.

2006-07

On sick leave with pay according to past salaries. Constantly nauseated and ill to my stomach, shaking with cold etc but labeled as anxiety. Started eating gluten-free and took iron supplements and felt better. Asked my physician for permission to perform Hawaiian Hula on TV in Sweden Got Talent, to see if I could handle the pressure, which I barely did but nonetheless endured. Went to one job-interview, at IKEA as a Manager for Communication and Decoration for their new store in the south of Sweden and was among the two last in the process but didn’t get it. Instead, Försäkringskassan (Swedish Health Benefit Agency) wanted to investigate me for fraud and asked me to pay back part of my sick-pay, while I was also refused social security for several months without having any other income. Luckily, I had received an inheritance from my grandfather, which sustained me for a while but not all. I therefor had to shoplift food to survive. Meanwhile, I had some freelancing gigs but became slandered by the entertainment journalist Alexander Erwik due to a relationship with a friend of his, but he also slandered my entire career and personality online.

2008-09

My rent had fallen behind with one month, that the social security refused to help me pay (for a small studio) which I appealed but was denied and eventually asked to move out in mid-October, whereupon I lost all my personal belongings and the furniture I hadn’t been able to sell. I moved temporarily to a girlfriend’s apartment while she was in Spain, and then to a friendly blogger’s for another month or two. Then to a women’s shelter, where I was denied proper gluten-free food, so I cooked my own in my friend’s apartment before going back for the curfew. I was stalked in person by Daniel Magnus Andersson (personal id 710617-4878) several times, with threats to kidnap me, bomb a plane and with delusional emails of believing that we were in a relationship based on my blogposts about myself and others. He was reported to the police, but they didn’t do anything, but to remove him from my apartment door once.

2010-12

Moved therefore to Honolulu, HI to finish my Master’s degree in Organizational Change or certificate in order to start following the path to citizenship with OPT, HB1-visa, book sales, green card etc, but was instead denied applying for work-authorization due to financial hardship by the university even though I had passed all my classes. Instead, they delayed the transfer of my Swedish university credits so I couldn’t register on time spring 2011, if I didn’t register and paid for the same classes, I already had credits for. I sued them but was instead detained by ICE after becoming caught shoplifting at Foodland, which I again had to do when my student loan run out and I wasn’t allowed to start working neither as a tutor that I was offered on campus, nor at Walmart through a friend. The Immigration Judge ruled Volunteer Departure, but I could neither pay my bond, nor pay for a return ticket, and my own had expired and didn’t want to return to Sweden back into homelessness and being stalked and slandered again, which is why I fought to stay with appeals. Daniel Andersson stalked me all the way to Honolulu and appeared at my hostel. I filed for a TRO, which he broke against and then I received a PRO after meeting in court. He then allegedly left the island. However, in June when I had just moved in to a small studio, owned by the hostel in a different house, someone had pulled out or cut off the hose to the gas to the stove, which could have gotten me blown up. I tipped the FBI about him and his bomb-threat to a plane and met with them once about it.

2013-14

After recuperating at a shelter in Stockholm, I moved into a temporary housing and then got a sublet lease for a couple of months, as well as a freelance assignment as a translator. Unfortunately, I became stalked again and after another round at another housing project, I got a small studio apartment through the city’s social security office. Here, however, my stalker also burglarized my home repeatedly by stealing documents such as my copy of the American PRO and the sheet with the address to the US embassy and a handwritten cellphone number to Bruce Strauss on the back, to whom I reported an incident during my detention, placing other people’s black hair in my shower drain, planted a gold chain and stole mine etc. The Swedish social security office wanted to declare me insane, without telling me why. They asked me to see a psychiatrist of their choice, where their receptionist picked out a free-card (to not have to pay for appointments after a certain amount) with the number 911 on, to mock my BOP prison number 13911-022 that I had mentioned feeling eerie about but used in my documentary book that I compiled and got ready for publishing, as well as used parts of with immigrants’ stories to a report to the UNOHCHR in Geneva, Switzerland, who later had a working group investigate and do more interviews to conclude that the United States should stop their arbitrary detentions of immigrants, especially children. I had said that I saw the number 911 as not only the same date as 9/11 but also as an “Angel number” as defined by American author Doreen Virtue. I collapsed with a severe blood pressure fall and later demanded to move out from the apartment, where my stalker had gone inside. Was allowed to move back into other housing project. Applied for jobs but got none. Got cancelled for several interviews in the news without any reason or rescheduling, as well as a comment to be published in an issue of Harvard Business Review was removed. Watched “Orange is the New Black” and realized they too had plagiarized a lot from me (Jenji Kohan).

2015

Lived in a hostel-type housing project and received a generous grant from the Swedish House of Nobility during summer, so I could go on a vacation to Portugal and to attend a dance seminar in Greece. Meanwhile, I was slandered on the front page by a Swedish yoga teacher named Malin Berghagen, whom I had initiated a plagiarism lawsuit against. In the fall, I was forced to live in a shelter again, without any approved social security even for hygiene products, but got some help from churches. Applied for jobs but got none. Stalked also inside the shelter, by presumably Daniel Andersson asking the staff to give me a white rose again, and a photo of a dancer I had blogged about seeing perform. Stalked weirdly by the US pastors Fondells at Immanuel Church International congregation, with spotlight into my face, insinuations, and actual attempts of printing and distributing my book about ICE detention in a weird formatting and without my permission.

2016

After some humdrum, I was allowed to move into another sublet lease apartment for a couple of months, where I continued to apply for jobs. When the original tenant needed it back over the summer, I got other temporary apartments, but which were first denied by the social security office until I called the UNOHCHR and asked them for help and began a report of Sweden too, to them. Back to the original apartment from earlier that year but was suddenly denied rent for two months without any explanation, or a reduced amount. And even after later winning an appeal, I still didn’t get it paid out. Received some help from churches. Malin Berghagen slandered me again on the front pages, without me ever contacting her in any other way than by email to ask her to stop the slander and the plagiarisms. The stalking by Daniel Andersson continued, as well as what I believe was group stalking with people waiting outside my hostel, people sitting inside a dr’s office and then leaving when I came out, things placed outside where I lived corresponding to my blogposts, such as toothpaste after writing about going to the dentist etc. All reported to the police who did nothing. When reporting that further too, everything was turned down. Applied during spring for a waiver of inadmissibility to return to the United States with money from church but got it in return. Saw that Rachel Brathen too wrote similarly to me, which she too refused to answer me about.

2017-18

Lived at hostels, including with rats, often on credit or had to beg on the street to pay, since social security denied or reduced their payment against our standards and rules. In May, I got none and not even shelter either and slept at a Russian couple’s couch for a month. Received a new grant during summer so I could move into another sublet lease apartment for three months and did. Edited my books better and began seeing a worker at the job-agency to receive help with work-related therapy, but was never able to begin since the social security then denied me continuing to live in a similar available apartment in the same house (cheap studio). Applied for jobs but got none. Contacted several media outlets to ask for interviews about my books and cases but got none. Threatened Malin Berghagen by email a couple of times and then she didn’t slander me in the news this year. Moved into a hostel to which I had to beg on the street to be able to pay, including for a prescribed antibiotics for pneumonia out in the cold snow. My beauty-case with content worth $800 was stolen at Birka Hostel but the police refused to investigate this too. Saw Daniel Andersson run in front of me on a street nearby at another day and sitting inside another hostel where I had formerly stayed and other things had been placed, such as a pen inside my white laundry, a red big lace-bra put on my bed etc. Instead, I was questioned by the Swedish police and had a young attorney, who had worked at the Swedish Foreign Ministry of Affairs, wearing a huge new tattoo of a shark on his forearm, as if to be a fan to my book about living in Hawaii. The Swedish police investigators then added themselves as plaintiffs to make their accusation look worse. I attended a preliminary psychiatric evaluation, where the stalking I described was deemed insane, including wanting to build an organic wellness center in bamboo for yoga, dance etc alleging that I wouldn’t understand it would need insulation (which of course I had already checked with the architect in Honolulu 2010), even though Malin Berghagen has classes in a barn, not insulated.

2018-19

Received another summer grant and went to Germany, first to Münich to attend a dance workshop and had scheduled a flight to Portugal from here but missed it because I felt sick to my stomach again, which seems to be because of Malin Berghagen’s plagiarisms, or her curse aimed at me and my interactions. Here I was stalked again by Daniel Andersson, whom I saw near Mozartstrasse where the hostel was that I stayed at. Decided to go to Frankfurt am Main to see if I could get a waiver to return to the United States and got help with money by a refugee service to pay for a train ticket after having been forced to sleep on the floor inside the help-office at the train-station. In Frankfurt am Main, I couldn’t schedule any appointment and had to beg on the street every day to try to pay for hostel nights, that some days doubled the price or more due to high demand when there were fairs. Also got some help from organizations and churches and stayed at shelters a couple of days here and there. Daniel Andersson stalked me here too, including stealing my HP laptop at the Frankfurt Central Hostel in front of a surveillance camera, which I reported to the Polizei Hessen too, besides placing a long green bamboo-rod from Hawaii outside on the street etc. Got help with an interpreter that I met at Hope church to file for a German restraining order but got it hanging without court date. Was offered a cleaning job through a Filippino woman at another church but couldn’t begin since I had had to have my own apartment lease to get a tax registration number, even as an EU-citizen. Got help by kind young woman to live in her sublet apartment in Gelnhausen while she returned to Peru but was picked up by the police since it wasn’t allowed to live in as a third tenant. They helped me stay in a refugee housing for ten days, whereupon I borrowed money from their Job center to take the bus back to Sweden to attend another court hearing where I had sued Isabella Löwengrip for trying to plagiarize my logo. I lost my case with total denial of anything resemblance, even with the same letters in abbreviation. While waiting for that, I was denied social security again and had to beg on the street also in the south of Sweden, so I took the train over the bridge to Copenhagen and stayed there for a week and after going into a Civil Rights Office and asking them for help, they called the social welfare office in Sweden and then I got a train ticket back to Stockholm. I felt unsafe after the court hearing, so I left to Portugal as soon as I received another summer grant, thankfully from the Swedish House of Nobility, based on my born last name Charpentier and with the trial against me for my threat and alleged stalking of Malin Berghagen not scheduled until October, I decided they had to pay for my ticket back if they wanted it so much. Years later, saw that she had slandered me again, this time in a magazine about royalty, alleging that I would stalk Queen Silvia too, which I never would and who had received my first book about Hawaii and the King a letter when I was detained by ICE. The same book, Malin plagiarizes from and that she later pretends doesn’t exist in the court. Saw in Malin Berghagen’s blog that she too had begun to eat gluten-free, whereupon the Swedish social security worker revoked my addition for gluten-free food.

2020

Stayed at various surf-villas and hostels in the Cascais area in Portugal, begging on the street when I ran out of my grant. Got more during summer and lived off until November. Daniel Andersson continued to stalk me in Portugal too, such as visibly by car in Sao Pedro and in Carcavelos. He put a yellow rose on the crosswalk in Belem, wrote “CIA is gay” on a step at a staircase to a park, his initials elsewhere, put a pencil inside my locker at the Belem Backpackers Hostel, which was an apartment I had a room in. This too was reported to the police here, but nothing was done to help me against him, including when cash was stolen. Heard Malin Berghagen outside of Action Beach House in Parede talking, which I think was weird. Why would she want to follow me, if she was so afraid of me? In April, I lost my dental bridge but couldn’t get implants here, because the Swedish Tax Registration Office had failed to register my address properly in 2019. In middle of November, I was contacted by the Portuguese federal police through a text to my phone to come in, which I called back to do. When I appeared at the police station, thinking I finally could get help with catching Daniel Andersson, it was instead Sweden who wanted me to be extradited, after they themselves had denied me money to return to my trial in 2019, even as I called myself to the courthouse. I was therefore arrested and placed in a Portuguese prison for ten days but allowed to wear my own clothes. Didn’t receive any Swedish interpreter at all, but just a Danish, which together with English and my own ear for languages and Latin, made it somewhat possible to understand. The Portuguese judge said I was welcome back, whenever I was done in Sweden. The extradition records were later expunged by Interpol when I inquired about how this decision had come about, for a case online that normally would only serve me a two-year probation. I was picked up by Swedish prison guards and flown to Stockholm and there detained awaiting trial. None of the plaintiffs were present in the court room, but only the prosecutor, judge and jury. I didn’t get to question them and they alleged since I seemed indifferent to whom Malin Berghagen is (a yoga teacher with passed famous parents), it would make me guilty (as opposed to being an extreme fan). At a more thorough psychiatric evaluation, their psychologist told me that she had to turn everything I said into its opposite since she had to assume that I was psychotic. Personal facts from my history, such as having an IQ of 128 and thus beginning directly in 2^nd grade, she stated meant that I had to retake a year with learning disabilities. They lied about that I would have been under forced care (sectioned) before, as well as type of income, and that I would have made an abortion, when in fact it was a miscarriage. They also added that even though they weren’t sure about Daniel Andersson’s stalking, they assume that I’m completely paranoid, without investigating any of my reports.

2021-23

Locked up in a forensic psychiatric ward, but with furloughs and allowed to use computer and internet inside without camera and microphone, so I worked the entire time online with translations through Upwork, after the Swedish social security had denied me aid again, even though many of the other patients received a regular sum. When I tried to correct my address again at the Swedish Tax Registration Office, it “disappeared” and the psychiatric clinic filed their medical records for a year under a false personal id-number meanwhile, which in turn delayed my dental surgery for a whole another year. I had two under the needle, as well as another surgery to remove skin on my back and two lymph nodes after I had discovered that I had gotten Malign Melanoma. I gained almost 60 lbs involuntarily together with menopause, even as I did yoga and attended some dance workshops online and practiced myself. I was sick to my stomach several days per week and had to take a lot of medications. I appealed my case to both criminal court and to the administrative courts but was never listened to and just lied about and to. My psychiatrist would say something and then write something else. Eventually, I was allowed to be dismissed in May 2023, after I had received a lease for an apartment owned by the city through the social security office in collaboration with the clinic.

2023-26

I have now lived here for more than three years and gotten regular check-ups for my cancer, had dental surgery and implants done in my lower jar too, as well as cataract surgery on both my eyes. I have applied for hundreds of jobs but not gotten any interviews. Attended an unemployment program for six months. I’ve written two small books and finished my Swedish thesis in Working life science, but the university refuses to translate my degree properly to Master of Arts and calls it Master of Science, which it isn’t at all. Meanwhile, the social security tried to have me evicted and refused to both acknowledge rent as a cost, and utilities, even though I've paid them all before as set by themselves. They took it to court, but there I settled with their attorney to be allowed to remain until 1st of November, instead of February 2027 as first agreed upon. When I won another appeal last year and the soc sec was paid out, they deducted the same sum again the month thereafter just to take more, which again forces me to beg on the street for my survival a couple of months per year, when I run out of grant money, money that I've also used towards legal expenses like my dental implants, and laptop and phone to work with, that they also take no consideration of. I’ve tried to get my police records corrected with being totally dismissed from the psychiatric care, but had to appeal this too, even with medical records showing the decision by the executive psychiatrist. Unfortunately, I’ve been much stalked in my apartment too. I was denied a restraining order again. My Covid-records and the original evaluation document was stolen and replaced without official court records, besides Daniel Andersson, I presume, stealing my socks and underwear, painting on the façade around my bathroom window, cutting into my dishrag, drawing on my coat sleeves, screwing up my lip balm, pushing new toothbrushes against each other etc. Several computer intrusions again. When I began working online again through Upwork, twice it came to a halt weirdly, when I discovered mistakes and refused correcting them. And both Rachel Brathen and Malin Berghagen seems to continue to plagiarize my content ever so often, which in turn wakes me up during in the wee hours and/or later makes me ill. All of it was reported to the police, but nothing is being investigated. I fear for my life.