It’s so many prayers I can pray before I curse you out…

I’m not about to keep bothering the Lord. 😕

Screenshots of this weirdo: drive.google.com/drive/folder...

It’s always #bkockoutyao

He’s a sexual predator, he’s a sadist. Hes an abuser, he’s a monster.

And I hate him.

Sorry if this thread made absolutely no sense, a lot more happened but I don’t have the mental capacity to talk about this any more than I have…

Just know on the trip he raped me more than once but I don’t fully remember those encounters. I have flashes of them but not full details…

It was on Facebook but he was her math tutor, and he molested her in her own home.

We need to keep a watch out for this man, he should t be allowed in society and especially not on the internet.

This is his hunting grounds…

I still can’t stand the taste of Coca Cola to this day. Last time I went to Atlanta I damn near had a panic attack, and I haven’t had McDonald’s ice cream since.

But I still here and thriving and he is in the shadows creeping

Last I heard back in 2023 he molested another young girl..

Over the years Yao has reached out to me trying to make amends, or to try to stop me from telling my story to people.

But I can’t…

That man is a monster and he constantly makes social medias to prey on women and that new instagram is proof he is at it again.

In the midst of all of this, he contacts me and tries to make amends. But it was too much for me and I couldn’t take it.

I was pregnant but not for long as I started bleeding real bad a few days later.

And honestly, I’m glad it happened I take it as a sign from God or the ancestors 💯

Then… I got messages about the hashtag. I also started getting messages from women about their experiences with him and his alleged rape of a few women in FAMU’s campus, the 12 year old girl he molested and so much more…

I had to call him and inform him of what was happening to me, he went on Twitter and went the fuck off and used his platform (at the time it was well over 500K) to harass me for 2 days straight.

So I waited and then I told this story I just told but shorter (will add screenshots at the end)

I couldn’t drink pop, I couldn’t sleep on sheets cause they felt like sandpaper it was just horrible. I was traumatized for sure…

And then I missed a period… and I got scared as fuck.

I broke up with him while I was still in the air.

He spent the next few weeks talking shit about me on Twitter while I stepped away from social media all together and I was spiraling because I couldn’t sleep at night, I couldn’t shower without having a breakdown…

The next day, I picked him up from jail. I really wanted to just leave him in the jail and let him figure it out but I felt bad at the time for whatever reason so I went and got him and we went to the airport.

I got on my plane he got on his and I flew home…

But a nice valet who worked there, he let me stay with him and his wife for the night. And they took me out partying with them. And they made sure I got a clean place to crash and food and al of that. I had a great night 😊 I’m forever grateful to them.

While he was Locked up I had to find a place to sleep since day 4 was the next day and that’s the day we leave.

I tried to go back to the hotel and get a room under my name - but the maid wasn’t comfortable with that and honestly I didn’t want to really be in there either…

But the maids report and my witness statement matched up. I found out he did more when he left that room but that’s not my story to tell…

Anyway they made him spend a night in county 😊

And 2. That there would be no point since “women always go back…” which wtf…???

And I hope for the Women of ATL’s sake that that officer doesn’t work in the department anymore…

I ain’t gonna lie..when I got to that station I told the police EVERYTHING he did….

And do you know the ATL police department told me that

1. Since we both live in diffrent states and not Georgia there is no point in me pressing charges on him or reporting my rape…

The next time I’m being woken up it’s the police at the hotel room door. They are telling me that I have to leave the hotel (which was in his name) and come down with them to the station as he was being accused of rape and I was a witness to some of it…

TW: Sexual Assualt

He leaned in and just kissed her. Against her consent.

He pushed her on the bed and tried to take her shirt off.. I pushed him off of her and we get into a screaming match..

She ran out the room and he slapped me again, and stormed out after her, I fell back asleep…

It pissed me off immediately and I was going to say something but then she walks in the room. And she’s a maid at the hotel. She has this look on her face that’s a mixture of disgusted but fearful. And Yao on the other hand is smiling.

We go back to the hotel and I take a nap. I didn’t want to but my body needed it.

I woke up about an hour later and no Yao… so back to sleep I go…

Another two hours and he comes walking in the door. Mentioning something about this girl he met and how cute he thought she was…

What I do know is he got angry and he slapped me again in front of everyone in the Museum.

I was embarrassed so I just flew through the rest of the exhibits.

The gift shop I didn’t even buy anything because i didn’t want to be there any longer than I needed to.

We had a nice time at the aquarium and then we headed back to the Museum. We are about halfway through and he gets mad about something involving him on Twitter - the #blockoutyao was ramping up and I didn’t know that at the time.

…2 hours later (because that’s how long HE TOOK to get ready) we were on our way to the Coca Cola Museum.

Everything was fine…right up until they told him the wait time was 45 minutes. I saw him start getting angry - so I suggested the Aquarium to kill time.

..after he smacked me he said “You got 3 minutes starting now to be out this bathroom or there will be a problem…”

So I finished washing the important parts grabbed my toothbrush and left the bathroom.

While he was in the bathroom I finished getting dressed and used a bottle of water to brush…

When I was 7, I stuck a pencil in my ear to scratch it and the lead broke off and pierced my ear drum slightly. So I have very slight hearing loss in my right ear and I have migraines and chronic tinnitus as a result…

He slapped me so hard in my right ear he triggered my tinnitus for two hours…

…He’s just staring at me, and I can tell he is fuming mad…

He said “Didn’t I tell you we’re on a time crunch?”

And then slapped the shit out of me….

And normally that’s bad on its own but it’s where he chose to slap me that makes it worse…

TW: Abuse and Sexual Assualt

We get back upstairs from the pool and he wanted to go to the Coca Cola Museum. I say okay, and get into the shower again to clean the chlorine off me and freshen up.

I was in the shower less than 4 minutes when the curtain gets ripped open…

The pool was fine, I just floated for most of the time - because I was in pain in my pelvic regions and not just from the period this time so the act of kicking my legs and swimming made the pain way worse. After about an hour in the pool he was ready to start the day…