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and a woman, C., turned others against me and ruined my relationships. She even went so far as to mess with my laundry, forcing me to stand guard while I did it. A social worker gave false information to the police when I reported a woman for publicly threatening me, and much more. This women's shelter traumatized me, and my soul was somehow broken. I did a lot of evangelizing in the shelter, but the house rules were changed, and I was forbidden from hanging a cross on my door. I also wasn't allowed to leave Christian brochures in the living area. I was almost killed by a mob of women and, through Jesus' help, was able to find refuge elsewhere. After that time, I could no longer preach publicly, and I lost my love for people. My current roommate also makes it difficult for me to proselytize because he has no enthusiasm for it and demotivates me with his words; besides, I have no strength left.