Today I am thankful for hair dye.
So, today Michael informed me that I am being stalked and called Satan because I am a redhead.
Yep...apparently, one of Mike's nephews is a ginger and Shannon and Doug give the seven year old a lot of crap for it.
The last time Michael saw Shannon and Doug, they were making fun of his nephew until he cried. Everyone in the family is too afraid of Doug to stick up for the young man.
Now, I feel incredibly pissed off. All of the rage I felt as a kid is coming back. I want to kick ass now.
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I grabbed my bass. Mike knows better than to mess with me when I am slapping it.
It means I am scheming.
I bought some brown henna from local middle eastern shop. It takes 20 hours to dye my hair using henna but it'll look nice. I'll have a week before it wears off and my hair turns red again. I think it will help me get a job.
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My in-laws think I am Satan. Perhaps I should play the part.
I decided to ask the coven to conjure a daemon rather than a demon. Shannon, Michael, Doug and the rest of the gang got lucky....for now. The coven has conjured dark spirits for me before and I have found that I am too nice to prevent massive havoc. If demons want to harm, I rarely have the power to stop them. They will do as I ask but they are prone to bending rules in ways that I can rarely conceive. I have a couple of objects from a Satanist that I've tried to let go dormant. I cannot touch them without getting violently ill. I decided a long time ago that it was best I leave evil things in their realms.
If I get stalked again, I'm going to terrorize the hell out of the assholes. I mean it when I say hell.
I may try a vampire spell. I used to do that when I was vain. I'd steal energy from murderers at the jail in an effort to look younger.
Vampire spells make people gain weight. If you take on too much energy, it goes somewhere and rarely where one wants it. I had to do a spell to give two pounds away to people who wanted to gain weight. I had to find ten takers to get to my current weight. I'm still twenty pounds too heavy.
I could cast a spell to give a few pounds to Shannon every time she gossips or harasses me. I'd look effin' anorexic!! That would be an EVIL thing for a witch to do to a woman who lost 300 pounds and has another 200 to go. I don't think my heart is black enough.....
Maybe it is. I psychically harassed killers to get rid of my angry wrinkle. I probably could make a brat or two get fat.
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I'm still awaiting a call from the lawyer. I'll let you know.
The whole stalking story is getting a little fishy. I am growing tired of trying to get answers. The more I reflect on my experiences over the past thirty years, the more the remember and the angrier I become at the lot of them. Perhaps the answer is that the whole family is insane and that I need a new phone number, a new name, a new house, new computers, a new cell phone, and a new car. I need to get rid of anything that can be used to contact, find, or track me.
I'll wait until Michael moves out before changing things up too much.
It seems like Mike will do and say anything to avoid telling me the truth. I should have known about the money and their hatred of my hair years ago. Why tell me now? Is he trying to make me feel disjointed so I don't throw him out? I don't know. I do not feel safe with him here. I don't know why. It could be that he still has contact with his family and I perceive him to be pulling the strings of the stalkers.
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I'm still irked with Steve. I thought that getting Mike to move out would free me up to be more fun. I am hurt that Steve didn't think that was important for me to do. It is. I even cleaned my bedroom and made room for frolic and fun.
I need to fix this mess. If I can't bring my love home and pounce on him like a purring cat, I shouldn't have him. Love should be an all or nothing endeavor.
Men deserve to be licked, lusted after, and loved. Gosh....I miss that. I can't be me in this mess and with a man. I need to be alone right now.
Love ya,
S.