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I look around and see all the things people say, and some of them are beautiful, some of them traumatic, but I stopped it. I can’t see myself in anything anyone else says. When all the people I thought were good and decent commit a 14 year felony, to justify their own behaviour, you have to sit back and think.
I put in the work, talked to the professionals, got my **** in order. While they all don’t even think to reflect. It’s a shame really. They could all be much better, think better, do better. But I can’t excuse it anymore.
I was debating to get dragged back in, but why would I really. Why entertain those who cannot entertain themselves. The stalking and harassment has gone on long enough to see their faults. If you would like to ask me now or in the future, know that I would say very little, I’d be the danger you so thought from a lie, and when that lie didn’t work, another lie arose. And in that lie lasts a long and unforgivable truth. Dirty hands behind a polished facade. Manipulative, evil, cunning. I’m not going back.
Stop trying, leave me alone.
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