Patterns of Deceit

Today I am thankful for patterns of deceit.

I'm trying to figure out how to nail my ex to a tree for harassing me like he does.

I'm running around like crazy, trying to clean up after my ex.

I'm busy.

I noticed that every time I have a meeting, date, seminar or anything planned with my friend -

my ex's vehicle breaks down in some obscure place and he wants my car or wants me to drop what I'm doing to take care of his responsibilities to our children.

The same thing happens with job interviews, too. His car will disappear and he'll want mine.

His car broke down two weeks ago. I don't remember what was wrong with it but he claimed it broke down.

It broke down again yesterday.

When do I stop being responsible for my ex's bullshit?

I am also realizing the taxing issue is a red herring. He wants me to put off the divorce so we can file joint taxes for this tax year.

Every year, he has a new excuse to put it off. I am to the point of making him eat the $5,000 tax rebate.

I'm not sure I care anymore....unless he wants to get his stalking sister arrested, or prove to me that it isn't him, I don't know if I want to cooperate with him.

I am waiting to get a job because I do NOT want him (or his stalking family) to know where I work. If he does the taxes, he'll know!!!

This is stupid.

Every man ought to know that when a woman gets mad at him, he's toast.

I'm finally seething to the point that I am shaking.

He's gonna be one burnt marshmallow by the time I get done lighting a fire under his ass.

Hell hath no fury like an angry redhead.

Watch out!!!

I am NOT happy.

Love ya,

S.

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....

Temporary Ending

Dear Readers: Over the past three weeks, I attended both a city councilperson's town hall and the mayoral town hall. Despite battling the flu, I dedicated two days to watching all available city council meetings and study sessions on YouTube in between bouts of cold chills. What I observed was a troubling pattern of disregard for honesty and disrespect towards citizens, the rule of law, and the influence of partisan politics. It has become evident that certain issues transcend the scope of a mere community art project. This realization prompted me to raise my voice, a departure from my usual composed demeanor. After discussing the situation with my family, we collectively decided to remain in Aurora. It is clear that true leadership entails making tough decisions rather than simply following personal desires. I look forward to the opportunity to address these concerns further in a different forum. Warm regards, S. P.S. There will be a new website.

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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