trauma.zizip
This is one of the biggest things that have happened to me since « it started » /s
This happened for the first time in June 2025, if we go by the release date of the film « How to Train Your Dragon: Live Action »; I haven't managed to find the exact date.
I remember that evening, we were in the cinema, and I couldn't concentrate on the film at all. I could hear them constantly talking to each other and also talking with me.
I spent the first half of the film watching the images without really managing to follow it, because they seemed to be « stealing my attention ».
Actually, earlier that day, like many people who say they are victims of gangstalking and targeted individuals, I had complained by posting on a well-known French video game forum.
I had created a thread in which I talked about what I called the gangstalkers at the time. In one of those messages, thinking I was addressing the gangstalkers who knew everything I did online, I told them to « come and face me », accompanied by an image of a Jedi from Star Wars holding a lightsaber.
Anyway, as I was saying, I had already spent almost half the film unable to stay focused because I could hear them talking so much.
And all of a sudden, in my imagination, I saw a man who seemed to be around sixty, with slightly curly white hair and no bald spot, and honestly he didn't look much like the man in this image.
At the same time, I heard a man's voice saying something like:
You want to challenge me?
After that I felt afraid. When I thought about the face I had seen, I don't know why, but the idea that came to me was that it was a demon, and all of a sudden I felt something like a pinch around my little bird.
Right away, I told my wife that I needed to go to the bathroom. Something was wrong; I needed to see it with my own eyes, and above all, I was so scared that I told myself I needed to delete the threads I had posted that day.
I get to the cinema bathroom, pull down my shorts to find out what was going on, and then, to my astonishment, I discover my little bird in a pretty tiny format.
Not tiny because it's cold, or even very cold — tiny in the sense of horror-movie vision, general alert, I don't know what's happening. I'd never seen my little bird that small in my life!
I created this image to give you an idea without making it obscene. It was really scary; it was the first time in my life I'd ever seen anything like that, and I didn't even know it was possible.
Anyway, after that I went back to watch the end of the film, but I still couldn't concentrate on it, and on top of that I had trauma.zizip, so I really wasn't feeling at ease in my head, but I pretended everything was fine.
After that, when the film ended, we left the shopping mall where the cinema was, called an Uber, and went home.
Actually, when we got home, I remember sitting down on the sofa, showing the trauma.zizip to my wife, and saying what you can see in this image.
I know it may sound surprising to say « the gods », but since the beginning, I've heard quite a few people, some of whose voices have become familiar, and so on.
And truly realizing that they could act on my body like that really surprised me. I finally had concrete proof of the existence of what was happening to me in my hands — or, to be more precise, between my legs.
You should know that when this was happening to me, I could still hear them, either talking among themselves or addressing me directly.
Anyway, that evening, I don't remember exactly; it seems to me that it stopped once I went to bed.
It happened quite a few more times afterwards. Fortunately, that's no longer the case today; I'll explain why at the end of this story.
One time, I remember, they gave me trauma.zizip again, even though I really wasn't expecting it. I was at home, and the day before, or earlier that day, I'd created a post on Reddit, in the r/Experiencers subreddit. In that message, I explained that entities were interacting with me, that I didn't feel reassured, and I also explained that they could give me trauma.zizip, describing what it consisted of.
And I'd completely forgotten that I'd created that post, because it had to be approved by a moderator before it could be visible to everyone.
Later that day, towards the end of the afternoon, I think, I could hear the people from the phenomenon talking, and they seemed more agitated than usual. Then, all of a sudden, I got what I decided to call a zip notif.
That's when I realized something was happening and remembered the post I'd created on Reddit.
I quickly went on my laptop, and that's when I discovered that my post had reached almost 9,000 views and loads of comments.
Anyway, after that I decided to delete my Reddit thread because I felt so uncomfortable! And yet I had received comments from people saying they were experiencing the same thing, etc.
Another time I remember, one evening I was lying on the sofa in the living room, and it's funny, but they made me hear members of my family who sounded like they were suffering; there was really something diabolical about it.
I found it really anxiety-inducing! Anyway, and it seems to me that this happened on several evenings like that.
There was even one evening when I could hear them and they were pretending to be the French national team of I don't know what sport, and they were making fun of me, because they were trying to make me believe that it was a satanic elite doing this. A classic that I'll talk about in a dedicated story.
The really funny thing is that some time later I was contacted by a recruiter on LinkedIn for a job, and his WhatsApp profile photo was a photo of a French national team, from a sport I'm not sure about, maybe football, anyway.
And on that particular evening, it happened just before I went to take a shower, and when I went into the bathroom, I experienced a scene of humiliation.
I go into the bathroom to wash, take off my clothes, and then they give me trauma.zizip, so I felt extremely uncomfortable, because it's really strange to see your own little bird like that.
That's why I call it trauma.zizip: « trauma » because it's traumatic, « zizi » because that's French for little bird, and « zip » because of file compression. In this case, it's really the best compression algorithm for a little bird.
And actually, they kept going with the satanic elite thing, targeting a poor guy like me, and I could hear them say things like:
We're taking a picture of him!! Ah, the shame!!!
Looking back, I realize that the humiliation is part of the process; they really want to break my ego. But it gets better with time, and there are positive things about it. I know that reading this might make you think I have Stockholm syndrome, but no, I'm just playing along, and it's going well.
Another day, when I was going to wash during the daytime, I remember that they'd given me trauma.zizip again, and I cracked. I did something I'd never do in public: I started dancing!
Just to show that I wasn't going to let this trauma.zizip bring me down, and it made them laugh!
And that's really the secret: you have to play along and not let yourself be brought down by the challenges they can give us.
I say this with hindsight, but it wasn't always easy. But I realize that if we normalized what the people from the phenomenon do, like I do, well, it would be less surprising and everyone could experience it positively more quickly.
One day, after they had given me trauma.zizip three or four times already, I finally decided to search online to find out what it could be. I remember it was a pretty ridiculous search along the lines of: « what do you call it when your d*ck gets really small ». And that's when I discovered that it was called « koro ».
Koro is a phenomenon that has been documented for a long time in different regions of the world. It is characterized by an intense fear that the penis is retracting into the body, sometimes with the belief that its disappearance could cause death. Similar phenomena have also been reported among women, involving the breasts, nipples, or genitals. What makes koro particularly remarkable is that it has not appeared only in isolated individuals: genuine collective epidemics have been observed. (PubMed(opens a new tab))
Southern China is one of the best-documented examples. In the regions of Hainan and the Leizhou Peninsula, major waves of koro occurred notably in 1984–1985 and then in 1987, affecting more than 2,000 people, mainly young men. Researchers found that the phenomenon spread in particular through rumors, collective fear, and certain traditional beliefs already present in the population. (PubMed(opens a new tab))
One particularly astonishing aspect of these episodes is that some residents attributed the phenomenon to female fox spirits, supposedly able to make the genitals disappear through supernatural means. Testimonies collected during the Chinese epidemic also describe real exorcism sessions: several people might physically hold the penis to prevent its supposed retraction, while others set off firecrackers or struck gongs and drums to drive away the responsible spirit. In some rituals, the entity was then considered to have been expelled from the body. (ResearchGate(opens a new tab))
Comparable phenomena have also been widely documented in several countries in West and Central Africa, but in a slightly different form. The people involved often speak less of a penis retracting spontaneously than of an actual « penis theft », attributed to witchcraft, black magic, or occult practices. Accusations have notably been reported after a simple handshake, physical contact, or meeting a stranger, who was then suspected of making the genitals disappear or shrink through supernatural means. (PubMed(opens a new tab))
In some contexts, the supposed « thief » was accused of using juju, witchcraft, or other forms of magic to obtain money or power, or to symbolically appropriate the victim's sexual power. These beliefs have sometimes led to extremely serious consequences: crowds gathered around the accused, with beatings and sometimes deaths. A study covering eleven sub-Saharan African countries recorded around 180 reported cases over several decades. (PubMed(opens a new tab))
Above all, these episodes show how much cultural beliefs, rumors, and perceptions of the body can influence one another. The same bodily phenomenon can therefore be interpreted, depending on the region and traditions, as a spirit attack in China or as an act of witchcraft and « theft » in Africa. Koro accounts are therefore a particularly striking example of how a fear can take on a collective form and be explained through the belief systems specific to each society.
So, I admit I didn't write any of this, I asked ChatGPT to make a short explanatory text with historical facts.
One time, it's funny, but I remember I was at home in the kitchen and I was thinking about what we call koro, and one of them said what you can see in the image.
The funniest thing is that most of them don't have scary voices at all. Quite the opposite, they sound, I don't know, like fairly nice French people. Some of them even go so far as to address me formally; I remember one of them saying Stop... when I was thinking about things they didn't seem to like very much.
In March 2026, I was in São Paulo taking a course in light steel frame construction, because I think it's a cool building method and I'd be interested in doing some self-build construction in the future.
And at the time they were still humiliating me. I remember one evening I was walking around the streets of São Paulo after the course. They had given me koro, or maybe it was just cold, and I could hear one of them with a really demonic voice. They were trying to make me believe that I was possessed and that one of them was stuck with me. It was funny, he was saying things like:
I'm stuck with this loser
And he also said what you can see in the image, hahaha
But at the time I was still doubting whether they were good and well-intentioned. I was satanizing them, and when we satanize them, they make us understand that it's not a good idea because everything immediately becomes less pleasant.
But since I had the positive switch and stopped doubting, everything has been going really well!
Sometimes I joke around with them too, saying: Did you give me an extra helping?
And after that, sometime between March and May 2026, one of them told the others never to give me « koro » again. He was a guy with the voice of a nice, easygoing man, probably in his fifties. I'd often heard him in the past. At one point I decided to call him « Franck » (no particular reason, it was just random). Sometimes I could hear him telling the people looking after me to « keep an eye on me », and sometimes he said he « didn't feel like doing that to this guy », and so on. I think it was him who had said several times that he « was in love with the way I think ». I don't know if he was being ironic hahaha.
I'll talk about him in a story dedicated to the people from the phenomenon, and how some of their voices have become familiar.