Damn Mad!!

I lied in my last post. I do have the heart to blog again, but seeing that I haven’t been to bed, it’s a little complicated.

I was contacted by a friend’s mom earlier today and asked to remove some memorial albums I had of the friend on my Flickr account. I was also contacted by another person asking if I could take down their pictures as well. What.The.F…? I asked them what happened, and the said a “friend of mine” called them, asking all sorts of questions about me and emailed them pictures of me, asking if that was really me. The friend said they didn’t respond, played dumb, and that seemed to satisfy the person and they left them alone. I brought this up to my brother-in-law and he gave me this sheepish grin before telling me that he’d shown his “girlfriend” my other friend’s profile on our college site.

I calmly told my brother-in-law that because of his stupid actions to attempt to “make conversation” with this “woman” only caused me problems in the real world. I told him that I was not going to do any more favors for him, and that he should tell his “girlfriend” that I was dead. That way she can’t interfere with my real life. In the mean time, I was never speaking to him again. I didn’t care if he became a permanently drunk hermit who laid in bed all day long and never bathed or took his medication. This last act of insanity pushed me over the edge. I’m sick of him encouraging this “crazy woman” to harass me. I have moved my sites. I have moved my journals. I have been forced to have private Flickr accounts to keep stalkers from other states from getting photos of me. I have had to ban IPs. I have had to get new phone numbers. All of this has happened over the past five years, and for a while, I gave her the benefit of a doubt, and thought maybe, just maybe, she was telling the truth when she said she had “noooooooo” idea how these malicious people were getting recent pictures of me, or my phone number, or my new sites. I know how, now. She was giving them to these people.

It didn’t take a genius to figure it out, I just hated to have been sold out by someone who told me what a great friend I was and how much they liked me. That was killed pretty quickly when she sent me this emo-ish email about how we “weren’t friends anymore” and she disliked me because I said “bad things” about her “man”. Sorry, my brother-in-law is not a man. Sorry, I’m entitled to my opinion about someone. Sorry if it differs from her’s. Wasn’t it junior-high level when someone didn’t like the same crush as you, suddenly they weren’t your friend anymore? Or is this something that is supposed to be carried on long into adulthood and I just missed the memo? My disliking of her “man” shouldn’t have any impact on our friendship. I’m friends with plenty of people who dislike one another and never have any of them said, “Well, because you like John Doe, we can’t be friends anymore!” and never have I said, “Just because you dislike John Doe, we can’t be friends anymore!” From what I’ve been told, the universe just doesn’t work like that. But wait. I forgot. She’s “like no other you’ve ever met before.” You got that right. I don’t usually meet batshit idiots on a daily basis. I normally don’t have to put up with them all the time, too.

My brother-in-law has begged me not to cut him out of his life. He said he’d do “anything” to get in good with me again. He offered to buy me a new, two-year subscription to Flickr, just like he offered me that permanent journal account. He offered to buy me new domains, a fresh start. He swore he wouldn’t tell anyone where my pages were, just please, please, please don’t shut him out. Sorry. My mind is made up. He had his chance to stop this nonsense when I was barred from 911 calls because of her drama and vindictive bullshit, and he didn’t do it. He had a second chance when she attacked the family over the death of his son, again with her vindictive bullshit, and he refused. Now I am not giving him a third chance to screw with my life.

I’ve deleted as many of his accounts off my journal page and Flickr page. I’ve barred his IP from commenting here. I spent a good six hours deleting pictures off of the web. I haven’t been to sleep yet. I am exhausted. I hate people. There’s no way I’m giving these people another chance. I’m sick of their drama, and I’m sick of his “love’s” vindictiveness towards me.

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