January 23, 2014
You have done everything that I don’t like and
that I have every reason to dislike. Like
everyone else in your crowd of people, you exploited me and then blamed me for
every problem that happened. You have never
stopped being disrespectful. You have
never stopped doing and promoting things that are personally harmful for me and
that are detrimental to everything that I have tried to achieve since
2010. You have promoted all of the
things that I have written and spoken against.
I don’t want people hacking my phone, tablet, computer, or
anything else. I don’t want people
trying to interact with me that way; you and others have continued to do that,
and you have also used those illegal means to hit on other people and to try to
advance your professional and political goals.
It seems to me that your attitude toward me is that you
never thought you would end up liking me as much as you did. If you didn’t think that you would like me,
why did you show interest about me? If
seems as if you showed that interest to exploit me and to get dating, work, and
other opportunities that you wouldn’t have gotten if I hadn’t paid positive
attention to you. Even though you never
thought you would like me that much and you only showed interest to get things
from me, you blamed me for the fact that you ended up liking me and that you
suffered some heartache about me.
Your horrible behavior is the reason that things didn’t work
out with me, and you take no responsibility for that; rather, you even used
that heartache as an excuse to continue to use my phone, tablet, and computer
to flirt with other people and exploit me in all of the ways I have
mentioned.
You don’t respect or care about me or the things that are
important to me; you never have.
If you or others have been living in suspense about whether
or not I’m interested in dating you, you don’t have to live in that suspense; I’m
not, and I won’t be.
I wrote the notes for this when I was in the crisis stabilization
unit; I knew then that this was something I should probably write. I don’t even think about you that much; I haven't, for a while,
except as the threat to me and the things that I care about that you are.
Copyright L. Kochman, January 23, 2014 @ 10:28 a.m.
Copyright L. Kochman, January 23, 2014 @ 10:28 a.m.
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