Open Letter to Stalker Girl:
I have erased one too many of your anonymous, or random-named
comments. I now know it is you behind much of the disruptive comments on
the Weekend Meet n' Greet. I also know that it is you behind the gossip-type
comments that were left on a particular post this weekend. You are not a mere silent
stalker, which I could simply ignore. In fact, I have more than a few of them that I do ignore.
What the hell is your problem? You
have spent six weeks now making my weekends hell. I have even considered putting a stop to my weekend game because of the hassle of dealing with you. This is even before I knew it was you. No, you are not
behind all of the odd happenings, there are a few others, but you are behind much of it. Even one incident is one too many. For
many weeks now I have wondered why I was suddenly being targeted by so
many different people. Was it because I am now revealing more? Is it because I started to become more involved? No. None of that. Unless, of course, that simply reignited your obsessive interest in me. It is not a series of disruptive visitors. It is just a few. Mostly you.
And now, I have proof of it. Solid and undisputed proof. Yes, it is good to have contacts. The forever-changing IP's no longer fool me. Your use of my friend's name for several comments, annoys me. The fact that you presented yourself as another blogger, angers me.
You and I both know, that you have not yet
done anything illegal, but you should know that you are on the border,
and you are dangerously close to crossing it. You and I also know that if I reveal your name, which I am very tempted to do, it could, yes, it really could, impact your professional life. Yet, one more incident, just
one, and I will go public with EVERYTHING. Three years worth of
everything. Yes, unfortunately, I would have to shut down my blog if I lose my
privacy. However, my blog is not connected to my career. Yours is. You
have much more to lose than I do. Don't push me.
Yes, congratulations, you figured out
who "HE" is. Good for you. Please do what you want with that
information.
Let me confirm one more thing for you: IF I find out that you are the
one trying to do a search for me at TRCC, (and I suspect you are), I
will immediately get the police involved. That is not a threat, it is a
simple fact. The fact that you live in the same city as me, will make this an easier task.
A friend of mine has told me, more than once, that there
is a time to be nice and a time not to be nice. I am a fool to have
waited this long to shift gears into not nice. Ah, but I am there now. Really, you do not want to experience the not nice me. No, I will not be getting anyone else to help me. Not again. I am in the driver's seat of this blog, and I am willing, very willing, to journey down a road with you that is guaranteed to have an unpleasant destination. I suggest you seriously consider choosing not to become a passenger for this ride.
Open Letter to Everyone Else:
Please continue to have a nice day.