Today I am thankful for flirtatious guys who give me the creeps.
Because when I run away from them, I think about the man I really want.
It helps keep things in perspective.
I know he doesn't mean to call me stupid, he's just nervous.
I like him better when he's silly.
We need to sit down and talk.
I'm probably going to lose him...but he's not like anyone else I've ever met.
Today was weird.
I met three creepies today.
I don't know what I did.
Really....
Three of them.
Three!!
Who the heck asks someone to go out for drinks after knocking her down on the sidewalk?
Who in the world emails women to tell them how pretty they are and ask them out?
Who in the flippin' world gets all clingy to a woman they met five minutes earlier?
Oh....my...goodness.
I actually began to think my ex is testing me by sicking strangers on my hide.
This never happens to me.
Someone must've sprayed pheromones on me....
or the make-up must've looked hot.
I don't know what the hell happened.
It helped me.
I know what it is that I wish for.
I just know what I want.
Wow....
Just....Wow!
I remember why I got married all those years ago.
The ring kept the creepers away.
I'll toss the never getting married line in the trash.
I really hate marriage. It's a piece of paper. I'm loyal to a fault. If I love ya, I won't leave unless things are really bad.
But other people respect the ring
-and-
I'd rather be married than pursued.
I need a fake ring.
This sucks.
Love ya,
S.
Update: 2/1/2013
Okay, one of these guys is getting a little bit scary.
He found me on Facebook. Like I always do, I accepted his friend request not thinking about it.
He's looking up my phone numbers. It hasn't been 24 hours and I've gotten eight emails and two voice messages.
He refuses to tell me about himself but goes on about how beautiful I am and how much he wants me.
His number always comes up unavailable on the caller ID. He found my private cell phone number.
He only has five friends. They are all women. I do not know any of them.
This man is using the same name as my high school sweetheart. He claims to be in the same state my old friend is in (but the wrong city). It was so bad, my ex intercepted a call and claimed it was my old friend. It was not. I'd know his voice in an instant. This man's voice was too deep, too monotone, and too flat.
I'm wondering if his family is trying to scare me again. Mike tells me that it is not his family messing with me. It has to be!!! Any man that wants to have sex would give me a way to contact him.
He is trying to play to my ego and force the contact and control my time. Mike's family does that.
Only a handful of people have my cell phone number. Mike, his cousins, my high school sweetheart, my crush, three politicians, and a divorce attorney. It is not public at all.
Something is off.
I may have to give up my Facebook profile. I'm becoming terrified.
Edit some time later:
The more I reflect on the craziness in my life, the more I realize that I'm going to have to move away to get to the bottom of this whole stalking, gps, cops showing up at 2 am unannounced, crazy crap.
Between the stuff the city has pulled and the crazy stalking from my in-laws, I'm confused as to who has done what. The weird thing is that the stuff the lawyers at the city said and my in-laws say is identical! So, methinks that Mike is behind all of it! I'm going to have to get far away before I can sort out who is responsible for what.
What happened over the past two days was not natural. Someone had to put at least two of these guys up to it. Maybe the guy who mowed me down on his bike was genuinely worried and wanted to make amends but the other two guys....those had to be frauds.
One...I can see one.
Three?
No.
I need to get out of here...NOW!