Today I am thankful for activists, black magick, and superstitious people.
In a nutshell, I have a stalker.
I've had one since 1992!
It started before I dated the man I would eventually marry. If I were alone with another man, one of my in-laws would call claiming that they drove by my apartment, peeked in the window, and saw I was with someone else.
This was before we dated. This is why he had to wait a long time to date me, too.
NO one ever takes responsibility for the stalking!
It's been constant. If I ask my ex to put a stop to it, he starts raging. He always has and he always will.
Now, beginning August of 2008, I started getting harassed by city employees. My ex worked for the city. This led to me organizing an activist group and running for mayor.
I'd get money stolen from me.
I'd get bizarre phone calls with the city extension.
I'd get bizarre emails, some threatening, some not.
I'd find cops in my backyard, in my garage, and banging on the door in the middle of the night.
I'm a hypnotist. I'd do the 'ol confusion technique and they'd leave me alone for awhile.
Today, one of my activist buddies friended me on Facebook and went scrolling through my notes. Back in 2008, every time I'd get a freaky email, I'd post it publicly. Of course, he had to 'like' everything which forced me to look at those posts.
The city has been stalking me since 2008!
The phone calls, the cop cars sitting outside the house, the emails claiming to know what I was doing...it fits.
I've even seen cars from this city sitting outside my office 45 minutes away. I always dismissed it as a coincidence. May not.
Then it hit me! Maybe this is the real reason the police refuse to investigate my reports.
Could it be that Mike is recruiting his friends and former colleagues to do this?
Or do I have two sets of idiots making my life a living hell?
I do know that Mike's former supervisor sent a majority of those emails. I do know that she claimed to be dating my PAR officer, the guy I call when the stalking happens. I DO know he is said to be the guy hanging out in my garage and he did so after Mike abused his former supervisor (the cop's alleged girlfriend) during a deposition.
The city hired high priced lawyers at a firm run by a former lawmaker, they deposed me for eight hours the next business day.
I learned something that day,
lawyers do not depose hypnotists.
Hypnotists depose lawyers.
None of what I am going through makes sense.
Mike is blaming his sister.
The cops are blaming Mike.
My friends are still getting harassed and threatened.
In any event, I'm still being stalked.
It is the stalking that is the problem.
Would the f'ing stalker please tell me what the hell he or she wants?
No matter....I'll do what I did the last time the tax audit lady at the city had a stroke and crashed her car.
Someone had sent me a threatening email. I sent a return curse to the sender. A former supervisor at the city told me that the lady who had been spreading slander about me in online forums had a stroke that day.
So....
Wanna play with me?
The best part is that I don't need a name.
Nope....
I just reverse the energy.
I did that four months ago and Mike's father died the moment the candle burned out. I learned the next day that the decedent's daughter, her fiancé, his niece, and his brother-in-law were the ones harassing me. I learned that his daughter was the one who tried to break into the house. Another niece was calling here to get information about my whereabouts. I also learned that Mike's father was the man driving by my house every night around 5:30 p.m.
So.....I'm going to ask one more time.
Wanna play?
Or do you want to investigate and tell me what exactly is going on.
The mistake was leaving the GPS box on my car and harassing third parties. That's proof of the stalking.
If you just followed me around and sent harassing emails, I wouldn't give a shit.
Someone threatened a little old lady.
It's time for me to take action.
So...
Don't mess with me. I don't play nice.
Never piss me off to the point of going dark.
I'm there now. People think they can keep secrets. They can't.
They'll get theirs, especially if they are superstitious.
Look what happened to the city the last time I cast a spell due to the city not taking responsibility for the theft of their employees! Those dastardly city officials have lost every tax hike they wanted to pass.
It was a truth telling spell. If they lie, they lose.
That's what happens when you steal a witch's money. She'll make it hard for you to steal from other people.
It was cute. A police officer that I have grown terribly fond of watched me cast that spell, too. He just watched. I also cast a protection spell on the police department that day in honor of him.
He didn't say a thing, even when I ran for mayor. How funny is that?
Sigh....
It's time to call the coven.
Love ya,
S.
Edit sometime later: Just when I think I'm paranoid, I get comments on my social networking pages from people I don't know. So, I'll look at their about pages and see the municipal building PO box listed as an address.
The comments are always nice. They are always supportive. I don't mind it -but- it gives me the sense that someone at the city is watching me. I wonder if it has to do with Mike's former boss pitching the latest round of tax hikes later in the week.
No matter...I've never seen a city employee threaten an old lady. Until I see that, I'll play nice.
Although I did make friends with the family of a boy ripped out of a truck at gunpoint last June. Never underestimate the people activists can meet online, too.
I hope they fired the jack-arse that gave the order to violate the fourth amendment. They'd best not threaten babies again, my Goddess doesn't tolerate the abuse of children.
Is she for real? Or is she f'ckin with you?
Dare to find out?
P.S. Now, let us just sit back and watch who spreads this gossip. That'll probably be the stalker.
I'm more of a bitch than a witch.
Of the three hits I'll get in the next four hours, or the twelve hits I'll get in the next 2 days, I'm going to bet that one of you is the stalking ringleader. I'm going to bet, that you've been eating up the steady diet of shit I've been typing and spewing it as truth to your friends.
No matter...I'll catch ya.
Try to find the subliminal command.
Idiot!