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Peace


I really like one line in this song.You know I'm not gon diss you on the internet
Cause my mama taught me better than that



I know that people will say that an anonymous blog is dissing Steve and Shannon -but- it sure beats the stuff they do in real life.  They name me.  They diss me in public.  There are times when I wonder how their behavior makes their mothers feel.  Part of me hopes that Steve gets real help from a licensed therapist who specializes in DBT.  On some level, I feel that if I put it out in the universe enough, it'll happen for him. 








Today I am thankful for the miracle of peace. 


It is a peaceful feeling


knowing that I don't have to cow down


to demanding people anymore. 


It is nice. 


I've actually been getting about seven hours of sleep a night. 


Most of the house is clean as I have one less person to pick up after. 

The basement is still a mess but I'm tackling that slowly. 


I am at peace. 

I am getting so much DONE! 


It's great!!!


*****


With Michael gone, there are no arguments about how to stop the stalking.  If Shannon shows up, I'm calling the cops.  I no longer have to worry about whether or not Michael invited her here. 

It's nice. 


I still don't believe she has cancer.  I find myself feeling guilty about wanting her to have the disease because it will put a dent in her ability to follow me around.  I also hope, on some level, she'll see her life and time as limited now.  Cancer could change her, even if she makes a complete recovery.  It could cause her to see that some things are a complete waste of time and inspire her to live for more important things.

I shouldn't wish cancer on any human being, even if they've harassed me for years. 

*****


I have spent some times on psychology forums, lurking through stories of people with Borderline Personality Disorder and Narcissism Personality Disorder. 


I see a lot of threads. 

I see that many of them actually enjoy harming their significant others.  It's like an addiction for some of them. 


Several people write about breaking up with people, only to get back together with them for the purpose of humiliating them. 


These would be Narcissists or Borderlines with Narcissistic features.


I have decided that refusing to speak to Steve ever again is in my best interest.  It would seem that he broke up with me often, only to want me back and humiliate me within days.  

That was a very freeing revelation. 


I'm not sure I want to date ever again.  I most certainly never want to date him again.


The best lesson I learned from Steve is to stay away from men your friends label as "creepy." I never really understood why they thought Steve was creepy until after we broke up and one of them told me that he hit on her during our relationship.  She said that he put her down a lot, too.

I was obviously blind to who he is. 



*****
I did see that the Arlington Police Department reached out to me on Facebook.  They gave me the number to child protective services and offered to hunt down my granddaughter's father using Facebook.



My stalkerish ex found the father.  He is living with his illegal alien parents in Arlington. 

My daughter is terrified of me locating the grandchild.  Something is up.  I don't know what it is.  Maybe she is afraid of her ex.  I thought I raised her better than that.  Always fight for the safety of your kids.  Sure, he can see his daughter -but- he shouldn't be allowed to yank her away from familiar surroundings without so much as a peep to anyone else for 180 days or more. 

My daughter texted something about how her lawyer wanted me to shut up about her missing child.  Boy...it makes me want to promote his competition.  I have friends who are defense attorneys.  I wish my daughter would have hired one of them.  They're smarter than that. 



According to other relatives, my daughter was suicidal but refusing help. That was a startling revelation and one that I will not share with anyone in real life. 

That was the revelation that changed my mindset about the actions to be taken.  I decided to hope and pray that my granddaughter's illegal alien grandparents are providing her a more stable home than either her mother and father can at this time.   


Maybe she's safer with a couple who raised three kids than with her immature parents. 


My primary fear in giving the address to the Arlington Police Department would result in the three year old child seeing her Abuela taken away in handcuffs.  Arlington is not a sanctuary city.

I don't know.  I am still peeved at the municipal district attorney.  Who arrests a woman for a torn shirt when it was obvious she was being harassed?  I know what happened.  The man pressed charges.  The woman declined. 


Why the DA choose to go to trial is beyond me.  Prosecuting the true victim in a Domestic Violence case gives the abuser ultimate power over the victim.  It is quite telling that the man fled with the child 1,100 miles away without a word to anyone, isn't it?  Why in the world didn't they take his criminal history into account?  He had more than an ounce of pot on him, too.  That didn't count? 


They need to start checking the backgrounds of the participants before deciding to prosecute and making an arrest. 

Other municipalities do this.  Last month, a female mayoral candidate menaced her boyfriend with a gun.  She could have claimed victimhood but her criminal background gave her away.  The officers noted her violent history and she was arrested. 


Leopards don't change their spots. 

People don't change. 


I'll do whatever I can to change the law. 


I meet with a Senator on Saturday. 


*****
I am amazed at how a little bit of patience can change everything. 


Things do resolve of their own accord. 

Time changes everything. 


Abusers can get bored of you when you refuse to play. 


People not getting their needs met will move away. 


Evil narcissistic stalkers will get cancer and die, or at least they will pretend to have cancer and die which will result in you getting time away from their bull for awhile. 


A granddaughter will return soon.  I'm working on that in my own way. 


It's amazing what one can do with a little time. 

Stay positive. 

Things get better. 

Love ya,

S.

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