Today I am thankful that my bullshit detector is finally working.
For the past three weeks, I have been receiving calls from a young woman on the east coast.
She claims to be homeless.
She wants to go to school here.
She calls and asks me about my living situation.
She will sit on the phone with me for hours. It sounds like she's crying on the phone.
I've spent a couple of hours talking to homeless advocates who give me advice and resources to share with her.
I don't think she's following through. One had a job and a living arrangement for her.
She doesn't mention that during the calls.
I understand.
Before I got married, I used to work with homeless people. They lose faith in people because so many people make promises they don't keep. People flake out on them. People harass them. People treat them as non-human.
It is hard for homeless people to trust.
I understand.
I have a coffee date with a man that ran the local rescue mission next week. I know he has resources.
I think I'll just ask about volunteer opportunities.
Do you know why?
This young woman called me this evening to complain about Steve. She mentioned his full name. She said he was running around Facebook claiming that she sent him dirty pictures. She described what he looked like and said that he had been hitting on her over the past year. She said that he was sending her emails telling her that no one cared for her except him.
I advised her to block and report him.
Then....I realized....that he was playing a joke on us. Well, okay....I think the joke is on me.
This young woman claims that she doesn't know Steve. She claims that they are not Facebook friends. She claims that she didn't know that I knew him, let alone dated him and broke up with him 78 days ago because he was posting bizarre nonsensical things about me on Facebook, too.
I don't know....
What are the odds that a young woman in crisis would call my house to complain about a man I just broke up with?
That question is making me frightened. It is bringing back the trauma of the day he threatened to stalk me.
Oh.....
Could he be using her to harass me?
I'm sad.
I don't know how Steve knows her. She's my Facebook friend. We met during a political event three and a half years ago. I was taken in by her charm and her instantaneous knowledge of physics.
She's the same age as my daughter. She was alone and claimed that her only living family was a dysfunctional mother who lived thousands of miles away. I felt compelled to help her.
I don't want to say what she said happened to her. I'm hoping it is a story but the emotion I feel when she tells it makes me believe that it is real.
It is a terrifying story.
Goddess please don't let Steve hurt her.
I'm thinking now that Steve must be a narcissist or he's reading the NPD playbook. Okay, that book doesn't exist...does it? My comedian friend thinks Steve is a bit of a stalker. If he is getting her to call me to get details of my life....this is stalking.
He already had one guy approach me to talk to me on his behalf.
Damn it!
I want to play nice
I just want to understand things.
Now I'm thinking that it may be time for a restraining order
And a demonic curse....
Love ya,
S.