Being A Devilish Actress

Today I am thankful that I can scheme.

I plan on being a devilish actress.

Look....the only reason I was being stalked is that someone wanted a show.

Okay....I'll give them a show.

The stalking knocked off when my ex's car "disappeared".

Steve and I have not been followed.....

ONCE!

I've been out and about all by myself.

I've been wearing hot dresses by myself all over town.

There is not ONE stalker in sight.

Let me amp it up a little.

I'll go out and get a costume....

some kind of tight corset, padded bra, fake eyelashes, silicone skin...the works.

I'll make myself look somewhat decent.

It won't be real;

it'll be fake but it would give the impression that I'm out to capture some guy....somewhere.

I know a couple of gay male acting coaches.

I wonder if they'd play along.

How could we act out a threesome?

Ooooh.....baby...let's roll!

Lights....

Hidden Spy Cameras to catch the stalkers...

ACTION!

I'll let you know.

Okay...okay....I'm anticipating my ex getting his car back a couple of days before we meet the divorce judge.

That way he can complain that I haven't found a job (because took my car for six weeks).

I also anticipate an uptick in the stalkish crap after his car returns but before the hearing. I'll wait until they harass me before employing the theatrics.

Until then, I'll just use my hidden spy cams to catch them if they follow me.

Have you ever wondered why I wear hats all the time now?

That's why!!

The cams are on the hats!

And I'm not being completely honest there.... I also wear belts and watches and have a new fondness for purses.

Ha ha.....

She who laughs last....laughs heartiest!!

Love ya,

Stalker Proxy Phone Calls

What kind of songs do narcissistic stalkers sing? I imagine they sing songs like this. I am grateful now that I understand why the stalker has people call but wish they'd listen when I ask them not to call again. I probably should document this somewhere. My ex was talking to an old friend of mine from high school on a daily basis. She is his cousin. I had to quit talking to her when she'd ask me to plan parties and then refuse to give me the guest list saying that the attendees would only be me, her, my stalker Shannon, and my NPD mother-in-law. She wanted me to plan interventions. This happened with a baby shower. It also happened with a wedding. The in-laws put together a fake wedding trying to host an intervention to shame me and my ex into doing things for them (like quit school and give them my car). I had to cut this so-called friend off over that in 2004....

Time and Trauma

Today I am thankful for stories; they are often the easiest teaching tool. The other day I had an interesting conversation with a social worker. She complained that one of her patients was stuck at a certain year - let's say... 2008. This man talks about 2008 constantly. He shares photos of 2008 and letters of 2008. I asked her, what happened that year? Well, three members of his family died. His best friend died in front of his eyes. His spouse died. He lost his home. The man was wealthy. Sadly, the evil eye is real. Covetousness is real. The U.S. justice system enables abusive lawyers to swoop in and take control of the wealth of well-to-do elders. There were fights over his assets**. The lawyers threw him out of his numerous homes. The man was then homeless while everything went through probate and the relatives fought over the estate. His wealth ...

Visiting the Graveyard in my Hometown and Addressing Fears I'll Soon Join the Party

Today I am thankful for a laugh. It didn't start out funny. My aunt visits once a week to use the washer and dryer. My new dryer broke just a few days out of warranty so we dried her clothes outside. While standing outside, she took me aside an said "I don't want to alarm you, but....." then she got silent. I pointed at the shed. "Are you worried about all the stuff pulled out of the shed?", I asked. "Yes.", she replied. "That happens all the time!" She advised me to chain the door. I've done that. The thief just tears the roof off. It's easier just to keep crap in it I don't care about so the thief can rummage and take what he or she wants. Again, I was advised to consider moving, especially after finding a full gas can in the mess. My aunt is afraid my ex-husband is going to kill me. I've been court-ordered to live here for another two years. Sigh.... I'm sure a judge would allo...

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