When the Psycho Plays Crying Games

And this is what they do when they don't get their way. This crying fit came after he called me names and accused me of *ucking someone on Facebook. I didn't know you could actually do that??? He wanted me to delete people he felt were threatening to him on Facebook, I refused and this is what he  did. He hacked into my FB account and took down pictures, deleted messages from years ago, changed my education and who knows what else.  He also hacked into email accounts and deleted all my messages prior May 23, 2013. Why? He erased files I had saved over 8 years. Messages from friends, referral letters, accounts. You name it, it was gone.
GET SMART, DOUBLE LOCK!

I hurt him?? I was so sick and tired of his game playing, lying, cheating, screaming, fighting. He could go about 2 1/2 days without throwing a fit over ?????  I still do not know. It was an odd time frame. I asked over and over again to stop screaming. Why was he screaming? What is the anger all about? His yelling was an annoyance I couldn't accept. He even talked loud which I couldn't figure out either.

He is a talented steel guitar player but that's all he has. He complained about every band he was in. He complained about everything! You know the type! Drama-filled egomaniac! yet accused me of drama? Geez, I had no such thing in my life until he appeared.

He told me once that he had something terrible to tell me that happened in his childhood that devastated him and made him into the "man" he is today and asked that I never tell a soul. Why would I? But you know, he never told me. Someone once said, they won't tell you because it's a ploy.

Now is this a man? I could never call him a MAN. I saw a 12 year old in an adult's body. He got angrier and more aggressive as time went by....

So glad it's over for me!!! Sorry for the next!! They only can manipulate so many, for so long and when they find out they cannot manipulate you any longer, they look for the next one who will "bite."





 

So Much to Share, So Little Time

Ok. so. Whether I finish this or take this Project on for a length of time, I have files and files of emails, texts, voicemails, voice messages, photos to share with you.

Will you be shocked? Maybe. I was! No one in my life had ever sent me nasty stuff so I was a bit miffed when they started piling in after he had "fallen" in love with me. If this is what Love is, I want nothing to do with it. AND I DON'T ANYMORE!! 

I love myself too much to let this stuff, N A S T Y Stuff, keep me from having a Normal life like I had prior to his entrance into it.

One Share Tonight:

This is after he got caught for the 3rd time cheating on me but lied his way out of it.

You can see he also knows how to spell.

NOT ONCE did I *uck around on him.

Did I wish I had????? NO!

I wish I would have sent him on his way!!

One other thing you should know, I have an entire library of this stuff NOT on my computer because I don't want the NEGATIVE ENERGY on my Personal Belongings. So when I feel like digging it up, you'll see.  And when I say you'll see, YOU HAVE NO IDEA 

(well you probably do!)

to be continued...

Halfway Through the "MESS," this is what I had to put up with...constantly...

Believe me when I tell you, I was scared for my life.

I will also tell you that this isn't going to start at the beginning, I'm going to share random texts, emails, voicemails + more.

If you think you're in this type of relationship, get out NOW!  I would never have asked for this, I don't know how I let it continue but finally after hundreds and hundreds of demeaning emails, texts, blocked phone call, uninvited visits, tearing up my personal items, stealing my keys (he said, "now you can't go anywhere"-----after DENYING profusely he never took them--you'll hear the voicemail). But I had other keys. I started picking up on clues early on, never in my life did I think it would get to the point it did so I began to "protect" myself in many ways.

Had to double lock everything.... my emails, etc etc etc.

You'll get to see for yourself.

cut to a point,

he showed me this on his phone.

The NEW gal texted me this very same photo.

oh, in case you didn't know, psychos CANNOT BE ALONE

(you'll hear about all that too, so they always make sure they have another waiting just in case it doesn't work out with you.... let them go...)

Makes me want to puke.  Well did.

I'm doing this to help YOU!!! This man is a certified psycho. They're everywhere!

Don't be fooled, they are who they show you from the very beginning.

Don't think they'll change, they're incapable of changing.

Good luck to you and the "new" one.

I warned her and now she gets to live the life I did for ?????? unless he kills her first, like he threatened to do to me on so many occasions.

I'll Start From the Beginning

After being single for 4 years and not dating much, I decided to put myself out there to, perhaps, meet a nice man. After reading an online profile that spoke of his parents’ marriage being over 40 years and his desires to find love, describing his desires (which aligned with mine), I wrote the guy not expecting a reply and I wasn’t sure I’d want to meet anyone anyway…and his photos were so-so, not gorgeous, not ugly, but average (that felt safe) on a dating site, I received a reply and we talked that very night for 4 hours! Looking back, those 4 hours were like an interview. He’d ask a question, I’d answer and he’s say something like, “yes, that’s sound right.” But 4 hours is a long time and we decided to meet the next day. We met at a local coffee house.

My first impression: this guy seems very sad. He never made eye contact initially. He looked around as though he was being watched but I finally got him to open up and take a walk around the historic district of the city. It was a hot summer day and after walking around, we sat down on a bench and he reached out for my hand. Odd I thought, but perhaps not?? We held hands.

He had a horrendous hair cut (a pageboy) and in the discussion, I told him that I was a stylist and I’d cut his hair so it looks more stylish. He loved the idea. Shoulder-length dark hair with beautiful brown, see-through eyes….but he was lost. (I do remember telling my son when I left to meet this guy, that I’d probably be home in an hour since I didn’t really care much about finding a man but I was a bit lonely and thought a friendship might be a good thing.) So after talking & walking, I actually asked him if he wanted me to cut his hair *what was I thinking?* We went back to my place, my son was there so I felt safe. I trimmed his hair to give him a more suitable look and then he asked to see my room. I took him there very reluctantly where we did proceed to kiss. He was a good kisser; I like good kissers. Then I did something I have never done in my life. We had sex. I felt ashamed and then we said our goodbyes.

I wish that would have been the end…

I had no idea what I was about to get myself into…

It sure wasn’t love…