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by Kinetic » Wed Sep 17, 2003 6:39 pm
How to write this...
I came home from work to find the woman from Colorado on my doorstep less than 5 minutes later. She's the one that lived across the street and was stalking me. It just so happens that I had my mother, my sister and a good friend Nikki from across the street over, and after a few off topic comments I let her know that I had some things to say to her, and I liked having everyone there as they could back up my points.
She was told point blank that I like her as a friend, but for anything else there is no way that it can happen, that it will happen, that it's gonna happen. I told her to quit stalking me, I confronted her with times that she did it and she denied doing it. She's ready to leave at this point saying she had an 8 pm appt. We continued anyway. I made it clear she is not to try and use her Sprint contacts to find me at work or I will charge her Sprint friends with sexual harassment or if that doesn't apply I'll drag HR into it anyway to make their life hell. I want my fucking space, I won't be stalked anymore, and that there is no wiggle room, not even an inch for any relationship, except maybe a friendship where I say Hi and Bye. I don't have time to talk to her, to commit to her anyway and so I made it clear that this was it. I asked her if she understood. She nodded yes. I asked her again, I wanted to hear her say it. She said it. She understood.
Meanwhile she's breaking like a piece of glass and inside I'm freaking because this is not how I am. I hate doing this stuff. But it had to be done. We go outside, I reinforce the message again. 35 minutes of the same thing, over and over again. It's NOT going to happen. Forget about me, it's not happening, move on with your life! But you treated me so nice and made me feel.....it doesn't matter about me, I'm gone! Move on with your life! I am not fucking here!
And with that she left crying...and a long 10 hour drive to Denver ahead of her.
Today is the 2 year anniversary of my best friend Tallinn's death. He passed away 2 years ago...at 4:14 am. My trip to BM this year served 2 purposes. To bring my sister Tiffany out to BRC, and to fulfill Tallinn and his wife's final wishes for his last art. I've told that story but for all this to happen tonight, unexpected, with my entire family behind me....I'm like he was here to give me the backbone and the swift kick in the ass I needed to get it done. I hope there are no repercussions and she doesn't try anything stupid but I did my best. Her part is over with, Terry whom I work with I'll just ignore, and Shannon I'll sit down with and have long talk with.
I didn't expect closure like this and especially with Tiff and my family around. But it's done. Thanks to everyone who offered advice...It helped tonight.