Athena Juman Commits Metaphorical Suicide

August 31, 2023

My name is Athena Juman and I am writing the what transpired since last Christmas, as it pertains to the laws in the United States of America. I am currently pretending to be deceased so that I do not have communication with anyone, really. In any case, let's start with December 26, 2022.

In the early morning, I was sitting on the porch at my apartment at 5911 Reseda Blvd. #37 Tarzana, CA 91356. I was sitting in a hammock when my vape died. I attempted to throw it from the porch into the trashcan and missed; it hit the fridge. At the sound of it hitting the fridge, my father, Ghandi Karim Juman came charging at me and slapped me in the face, I slapped him back and then he slapped me again.

At that point, I'm going to make an assumption and say that my fight or flight instinct kick in and I stepped back and stopped. Instead, I was cursing and yelling. My father called the police on me and lied to them. They took me to the mental hospital.

Prior to this hospitalization, I was physically raped by Robert Roelofs of 9215 Grace Ave. Apt. 17 in Hollywood, California. I'm not going to say that the first time we engaged in sexual activity was rape, but it was not something that was even on my mind that night. The other time that he raped me was some time in like September or October of 2022. He told me, "You stopped moving and communicating during sex." I didn't think much of it at the time, now my question is, "WHY DID YOU KEEP PENETRATING AND CUM?!" That situation now sounds like physical rape to me. He did always try to control me, so it's not exactly surprising that he said that it was because I was drunk. I later learned that it could possibly be my trauma response to being physically raped previously.

What happened the following six plus months was a series of mental hospitalization, where I was told that I am a liar or experiencing psychosis. I have my truth, and this is it:

I had what felt like nonconsensual intercourse with Aaron Berry of Englewood, CA on February 10, 2023. I know now that in the eyes of the law, it was consensual. That being said, I had underwear with both of our DNA on it and when I was on my way to the police station, my mother, Hansammy Juman stopped me and took the underwear. I fought her back for it, but she pulled my hair causing me to cry and run away. I made my report anyway, so you should have the date of this incident on record.

Around April of 2023, my brother Bing Karim Juman, who told me in December 2022 that he physically raped me when we were younger, tried to physically restrain me, leaving only a small scratch on my arm, as I ran out the door. You can look up the date of this incident because I went to Kaiser Permanente's Emergency room in Woodland Hills to report it. No report was made by the doctor who saw me.

While experiencing a mental breakdown, my brother Nehru Karim Juman slapped me on my left breast. During 2023, my brother, Nehru, picked me up and threw me. On a later date, he held me down with both hands and screamed at me, "CUT IT OUT, NOW." In addition, my grandmother, Norma Farida Juman slapped me on the hand.

Each time the violence occurred, the police were called on me. I was told that I was a liar and given some medication. Dr. Ben Berry of Kaiser told me that I was "paranoid" and that these things were not actually happening to me. Dr. Kien wanted me to try more intensive treatment. Each time, they sent me back to MY APARTMENT that was taken from me by my family and each time, I was met with more violence.

From December 26, 2022, to June 14, 2023, I was in and out of mental hospitals including Kaiser Permanente in DTLA, Olive View-UCLA in Sylmar, White Memorial in LA, Mission Community in Panorama City, and Del Amo in Torrance. There might be additional ones that I am forgetting. During that time, I was also staying at Graceland Independent Living in San Pedro. From June 14, 2023, to July 12, 2023, I was at a residential program called The Gooden Center in La Crescenta.

During my stays at the hospitals, I was physically, mentally, sexually, emotionally and otherwise abused by doctors, nurses, patients, and other staff. Each time I reported it, I was told to basically FUCK off and given sedation. One of the times being at Mission Community Hospital, where I was viciously attacked by a staff member name Dolores. She grabbed me, dragged me through the hallway, slammed me on my bed, and pulled my hair. She later looked at me with a smile and said, "I'm the devil." I reported this incident to the police, but I'm not sure they made a report.

Another time, I was punched in the back by a nurse in Unit 2 at Kaiser named Barbara, she is black and said the slur, "Nigger" to me several times. I was also grabbed on the arms three times by Cindy P., another nurse who works there.

I was repeatedly tranquilized in these hospitals and my concerns are not being taken seriously, so I am going PUBLIC with my story. It starts with my ex-boyfriend of 6.5 years, Bradley Alan Ellis of Denver, CO. He used to beat me and forced me to have sex with him once. In March of 2020, he left our apartment, and I did not hear from him for 12 days. Fearing, I informed his family, who reported him as a missing person.

During the time that Bradley was missing, I received threats against my life from all of his family members and others. These persons include Melissa and Joey Carranco (his sister and brother-in-law) of 126 Painted Horse Way in Erie, CO, Ariana Darbin (his half sister), Michelle Ellis (his sister), Tracie and Rich Darbin (his mother and step father) who live on Carefree St. in OK, and countless others.

During this time, the police at West Valley PD illegally searched my apartment and interrogated me to tears until I made a false confession about murdering him. Since he was found alive and well, I was sent to the mental hospital for the first time in my life.

Also, my ex-lawyer Adam Sacks and his partner, Jamie Lee are guilty of malpractice for threatening me, while I was still a client. They also took money from me and performed no due diligence, in my opinion.

On January 22nd or 23rd of 2023, I was viciously attacked by my father, which made me fear for my life. My mother, Hansammy Juman got in the way to defend me, and he pushed her out of the way, taking my cell phone. He gave it back in the morning and I called the non-emergency police dispatch line to report the attack.

One of the responding officers took a steak knife from my kitchen table and put it on top of a display case in my living room right in front of my eyes. He later conspired with my parents to describe the knife, which is still in Police custody, feel free to fingerprint it, or watch the cop cam. I was handcuffed before I could even tell my story and without being read my rights, even though I was the one who called to report myself getting assaulted. I was charged with a felony the following day: Assault with a Deadly Weapon.

As far as Sean Michael Anthony goes, I fell in love with him, multiple times and we had a romantic relationship from April 2, 2023 until a few days ago. On August 23, 2023, the two of us were at Twins Hookah Lounge, located at 1553 W Willow St. Long Beach, CA 90810. While we were there, he tried to propose to me, and I did not accept. Then the owner's son whose name is Dom(something) and another male joined us. Upon hearing that I did not accept the proposal, they all THREE began to verbally attack me and fearing for my life, I ran and got a Lyft back to the Airbnb.

When I got there, I called and text messaged Sean Michael Anthony, who was still my boyfriend at the time, several times. Dom would answer the phone constantly and it really made me triggered when he tried to pull out his penis and pee while we were on Facetime. I hung up the call immediately.

I went on a drive to calm myself down and spoke to my mom. During my drive, I was informed that Sean brought Dom back to the Airbnb, so I told him that I was going to just drive home. He didn't want me to; he wanted to come back to the Airbnb. I agreed to do so and when I did, I was approached by Dom in a manner that made me fear for my life. I drove off immediately. I called my mother, Hansammy Juman again and asked her to speak with Sean.

When I got confirmation that Dom was gone, I returned to the Airbnb and then Sean told me about his time with Dom in which they talked, did cocaine, drank alcohol, and went to a different hookah bar in Redondo Beach. I was very upset about everything that transpired. He asked me if we could have sex, I said, "no," and he proceeded to perform oral sex on me until I think I had an orgasm. He then, proceeded to put his not fully erect penis inside me. He was unable to cum, and I made it clear that I did not want to perform any more sexual activities. He stopped. He later locked me out of the Airbnb.

I believe that I was raped by Jared Koufmann of Burbank, CA on our first date in January of 2021. He later told me that it was not his first time he was accused of something like that. Detective Gunn of Burbank PD sided with him in that matter.

In 2021, while I was inpatient at Olive View-UCLA, an older white male touched my right breast. I reported it to a nurse named Norma and she said she would look at the cameras. I have not heard back from them.

At Mission Community, a white male staff member got my phone number and called me when I was released.

Sometime between 2021 and 2022, my younger cousin, Drew Robert Fisk flashed his penis at me. He later sent me a dick picture and said, "Send nudes." Shortly after, he claimed that the messages were meant for someone else.

Marisa McLean of Thousand Oaks, CA send me an unsolicited picture of her vagina and a full nude of her back side. My PTSD was triggered. I have since deleted these pictures, but I'm sure apple has a record.

My crimes? I've impersonated others multiple times, to commit what I am calling METAPHORICAL SUICIDE and I've made some questions tax reduction decision in the past. I am after all a CPA, Certified Public Accountant (License No. 140581).

Athena Juman