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Drama End Days?




Well....today I am thankful that there may be end in sight for the drama in my life.







I've spent the past few years chronicling the stalking I've endured from my ex-husband's family.  Of all of his relatives, his sister Shannon is the worst.  She likes to follow me in public, watch me, and run around spreading lies to neighbors, coworkers and anyone else whose ear she can bend.


Well.....


I received an email from my ex-husband in which his stalking sister claims to have cancer of the "back and lady parts."  She claims to not have much time to live and wants to get into contact with him.


She didn't say what stage she had.


Now...I don't know what to think about this.


First, if it is true...this is a very sad thing.  Yes, I'm happy that she won't be stalking me anymore.  She won't have the time, the energy, or the money to do that.  I'm sad that her health the reason. 

It would be nicer to find the means by which she was getting her information and cutting access while figuring out her motive and trying to sort that out.  It would have been better if we could have ended with reason.  Yeah.....the local cops have been quick to tell me that stalking is not a reasonable crime perpetrated by reasonable people.  One cannon reason with a stalker.  It's hard for me to remember that.




I never could figure out the means and motive.  My life became a series of defensive acts meant to keep Shannon at bay. 




If Shannon does have cancer, could this change her?  Could this be a defining moment in her life? Could she grow up?  Could she see the value in living her own life and not trying to control anyone else?


I wonder.....but, I'm not sure I believe her.   The cancers described are vague.  It's not said which lady parts have the cancer.  She didn't say what stage she is in.   It was vague.  If this is the case, it could be a means to try to get my ex-husband to stay here rather than take the job in Oregon. 

He starts Monday.  I asked him how he felt about the email.  He doesn't believe it.  He thinks it is a ruse to get him to call her and let her manipulate him.  He's already agreed to take the job: her alleged diagnosis is not going to keep him here. 


For me?  I'm wondering......did I light too many black candles with wishes to make the stalking stop?

This could explain why things have been quiet since June. 


Maybe? 


Part of me hopes she is lying (for her sake).  Another part of me hopes that she is too sick to stalk. 

I wanted the stalking to end: I just didn't want anyone to die. 



We'll see. 

Love ya,

S. 



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