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A-ha Moments


Today I am thankful for a-ha moments.


I wish I could say exactly what is going on.  I know my computer and phone have been hacked.  Simply typing what I know is revealing my hand, despite having heavy encryption on everything.

He knows the hand I was about to deal.

He quit his job today.

That gives him a new excuse to stay in my house.

I'm tired of the crap and of the games.

I decided to turn everything over to a lawyer and let him deal with it.

There was yelling today because I wanted to take out the trash.  When we were married, that was the one chore he did.

I think I'm supposed to pretend we are married.

The yelling and glaring scare me a little bit.

I'm seriously realizing that I need a restraining order.

I wanted to write about bully psychology and how they scare people into silence and into accepting their intrusions upon our boundaries.

I'm too tired.

Working two jobs is tough.

I turned down a television interview out of fear of triggering continued stalking.

I was offered the chance to write a nationally syndicated article - that I might do.  (Yeah, if you haven't noticed I'm nothing without spell check - it doesn't work with Blogger for some reason....I do better when I know I'll have a bigger audience.)

It's hard to make money while keeping a low profile.

I'm realizing that I am being played by a major manipulator.

I can't believe I ever bought into his lies....

the lies about his family stalking me...

and him not knowing anything about it....

That's not possible.

I'll let you know when this is over.

By the way, the schools finally let the kids back in.  They missed the first couple of days but the schools had me sign a statement admitting to being stalked/victimized by domestic violence and gave me a waiver so I could use a PO box for my mailing address.

This sucks.  Why can't people get a PO box for any reason?  What if they have a dyslexic mail carrier who mis-delivers their mail? 

Can't people like that take precautions to get their mail without their kids being dis-enrolled?

And these schools want the state Medical Marijuana money.....

Why?

They can't use the money they have without making stupid rules that inconvenience or embarrass the taxpayers.

It's embarrassing signing a statement saying that I'm abused.

Those types of statements make people into victims rather than survivors.  Solving the problem of missing mail made me a survivor.  That statement - well, that made me feel like a victim.

I'm too obnoxious to be a victim.

Love ya,

S.





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