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Damn It: The Stalking Isn't Over



Well, Today I'm thankful that I finally realize that the stalking isn't over. 


I've always received emails from creeps claiming to know my passwords.  I get these on ALL of my email accounts....my business accounts and my personal accounts.

I assume that these are just spammers who gleaned information from database breaches of the past because the passwords they tell me they have are very close to passwords I used a decade ago.

Just now.....

as I started to type an entry to document some weirdness from my ex,

an orange box popped up claiming that I was logged out from Blogger at a different location.

Password changed.....

*****

It's not over, is it?

I thought it had just moved to financial abuse and legal harassment.

I guess not.

The games are crazy-making.  It's fashionable for Colorado to coddle deadbeat dads and help them off the hook for child support and health insurance costs.

It would probably be cheaper for me to hot foot the jackass and get another job so I can pay for everything myself.  I've paid 4x more in legal fees than he has cumulatively paid in child support since we were separated!

It would definitely be cheaper for the taxpayers.

He gets his lawyers from the State of Colorado.  That's probably why he can afford to bug me legally.  You know something? He can pay for his own lawyer like I do.

Now we have deadbeat dad welfare in Colorado.....disgusting! That is the final insult.  I'm sure he knows it upsets me to have taxpayers waste money on our lives.

I wish I could carve out time to fight the upcoming quest to defeat TABOR.  I really don't want the state to have even more money to harass single mothers with!

I probably should run to the papers with this.

People need to know where there hard earned money is going.

*****

Oh well....

the hacking is continuing.

Bring it, idiot.

If it helps, everything is backed up so I still have my stalking log.  The events are saved elsewhere.  Even if this blog is deleted, I have another place where I can find the information for the cops (not that they'll care unless I am murdered, at least then they'll know who did it).

I know he's running around stating that I'm making all of this up.  My garage door was damaged in January (don't know how) and the box of evidence I kept in the garage went missing when my door wouldn't shut completely.

Maybe he's trying to delete my blog or dig up dirt on me.  There really isn't anything he can find that will help him in any way.  The only motive I can imagine one having is to try to scare the shit out of me.

Sadly, this happens.  He always has to harass, bully or hate on one person.  In the past, I'd try to talk him out of harming other people and going to therapy.  Bullies don't do therapy.

Now, it's my turn to be his whipping boy.

That's okay...…come and play with the pissed off alleged witch.

Truth be told - if one spends his energy harassing me, I've got more control over him than he will ever have over me.

S.

P.S. I guess that when one marries an abusive dude, the manner of f*cking changes: within a couple of years after the marriage the carnal activity gives way to other types of financial f*cking and emotional/mind f*cking.

It's sad that the State of Colorado is his flying monkey.

Sigh....

P.S.S.  This is weird.  I'm getting emails from numerous accounts stating that I've been logged out and passwords have been changed.  I don't do anything with my phone due to the hacking.  My only guess is that my computer has been hacked.

Who has the time for this kind of crap?  Seriously.....









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