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The Truth Hurts

Today I am thankful for finally seeing the truth. 

Even though a former professor told me my ex was stalking me back in 2004....

even though an Aurora cop told me the same thing in 2012.....

part of me has always held out hope that we were wrong.

We are not.

I found the definitive proof today.

As you know, over the past 27 years and seven months, I have dealt with break-ins.

My ex always blamed his sister.

She allegedly died in 2015.

The break-ins continued.  After her death, I became incredibly fearful because it didn't stop.

Locks were consistently broken.

I couldn't figure it out.

My ex claimed it was his family.

In 2013, he told me that he sent his sister a key and told her to come to the house any time.  Then he said he was kidding.

I was terrified.  He didn't seem to want to solve the problem - he didn't do therapy.  He didn't want to move.

Locks continued to be broken until I could afford to take him back to court to get him out of my house in December 2016.

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My ex refused to move out of our home for several years after we were legally separated.  It cost me, to date, over $20,000 in legal fees to get him to follow our original agreement.

He will never honor it.  He's found taxpayer funded helpers that provide him free legal services.

Yes, my ex claims to be a victim.

He is running around telling everyone that I'm a liar.  Well....maybe when it comes to the metaphysical entities that I write about....maybe.....

any metaphysical experiences are typically just a manifestation of my subconscious.

The stalking.....

the stalking is real.

It's frightfully real.


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Over the past few months, I have had the home renovated.  Things are being moved about.  I found my fireproof safe.  It was missing keys.

Today I found the little box that contains my spare keys.

In it

I found the key to my unused post office box.

I found keys to cars I no longer have.

I even found a key to my safe.

Then I found a strange key in a bizarre Cam. .  This key was perfectly flat.

Curious, I went to Google.

It's the kind of key used for lock picking.

I wasn't sure despite Google, so I took it to a locksmith.

Low and behold, it is a lock picking kit.

I'm broken hearted.

*****

I am 100% sure my ex is the stalker now.  All that time, he let me fret and worry.  He was the one breaking the locks.

He couldn't see to tell me the truth.

I am very hurt.

I can let go of any guilt about blaming him now.

I'm not going to give him any energy that would enable him to get out of paying me the money that he owes me now.  I don't reward bad behavior.  It's a pity the State of Colorado does.

It's good to know the truth.  I'll donate some funds to a police charity.

I can let go of the fear.  The harassers are only working on behalf of my former husband.

I guess I can call this closure.

Love ya,

S.


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