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Treatment Abuse, Behavior Modification, Thought Reform => Straight, Inc. and Derivatives => Topic started by: Anonymous on January 20, 2007, 12:33:12 AM
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Look, I can't put my finger on it yet but I am going to poke around a little more. I thought it was really fucking uncanny, some of the stuff Lisa said to me on the phone. She can deny it or whatever, but I think it is uncanny, right after I injured my third toe, Lisa said she injured hers. Then in the next phone call she said no it was the fourth toe. There was some other things that made it seem like she knew what I was doing at home, and she denied making posts that could only have come from her or from someone listening to the phone call or outside the house. I thought it was really fucking uncanny that both Lisa and Alex, in separate phone calls, were curious to know what I was going to do after we hung up, this is like 11:30 on a Monday, both times on a Monday. WHY THE FUCK CAN'T ANY GOD DAMN FUCKING HUMAN BEING TELL ME THE TRUTH?????? WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING DOWN IN BURLINGTON AND WHY??????? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS SHIT, YOU PEOPLE LET ME SUFFER AND SUFFER AND SUFFER. Right after I first met this Brian Zareva guy, once again, coincidentally 5'7" and 185 pounds, EXACTLY the height and weight Mike Sherman said Brian Dodd was, and the guy had the same middle name. (Sorry dude, I was just curious, I never stalked you or had a p.i. look you up or anything like Mike Sherman did to you.) The guy very definitely and so obviously knew me from the internet. Fuck you shitheads, just fuck you, you might have pulled some other shit that wasn't exactly related, but there was some shit going down. Anyways, I was saying right after I met him, like the next day, a veritable transcript of parts of our conversation went up on this board between Frank Discussion (Alex), Shortbus, and an Anonymous person. Just fuck you, one of you people know something, and FUCK YOU FOR LETTING ME SUFFER FOR MONTHS. YOU SUCK. I LOST EVERYTHING, I HAVE TO GIVE MY DOGS AWAY, MY HEALTH IS SUFFERING, I HAVE HARDLY DANCED IN TWO MONTHS, I WAS CRYING AND SCREAMING AND BREAKING GLASSES BECAUSE OF THE SHIT GOING DOWN IN THAT TOWN. YOU DESTROYED ME. FUCK YOU, EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO KNOWS SOMETHING AND DOESN'T CONTACT ME AND TELL ME WHAT THEY KNOW, FUCK YOU. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU DID THIS TO ME.
I've never been through something so traumatizing. I can't believe how cruel people have been, and continue to be by their silence.
I think I'll go puke now. Alex? Will anyone ever have mercy on me?
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god, that is pathetic
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That's a joke, right?
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For fuck's sake, Beth! Neither I (nor Lisa, I presume) "know anything." I truly hate to see you going through all of this though, I will tell you that. The more that you rehash this "stuff," the more I conclude that most (if not all) of these goings on are the product of your own vivid imagination. Well who knows, maybe someone else is fucking with you, but it sure ain't me. If any of this is true and someone is in fact doing these things that you're talking about, fuck them. I'd like to know who they are so I could give them what for. I really don't like the thought of this stuff happening in your life, whether it's you that's the cause, or someone else.
All of this stuff you talk about reminds me of a bad trip I once had. I took acid and went to a party where I didn't know a lot of the people. I was CONVINCED that there was something "going on" because of my own interpretation of certain things people said and did in my proximity. I started to believe that there were people there that were either fucking with me for fun (which i guess was remotely possible, but not likely) or because they really did have some scheme brewing and they intended to carry it out. It got so bad that I had to isolate myself in my friend's room. I remember at first being freaked out, but then getting angry. I wanted to find out what the fuck was "going on" and why. What I'm saying to you is that I have experienced (in the short term) a taste of what you are going through and I know it isn't pretty. Anyway, there I was in that room spilling my guts to this other friend who had come in to check on me. He gave me some advice that hit home and made sense to me. After I kept insisting that people were deliberately fucking with me and that they must have some fucked-up agenda, he said to me, "Let's assume for a minute that what you are saying is true, and that something really is going on. You can always FIGHT BACK!" Somehow this helped me to realize that I had some sort of *control* in the situation, and that I could take some course of action with them if need be. It made me feel better somehow. I honestly hadn't thought of it myself. My overwhelmed mind hadn't wrapped itself around the situation enough to realize that I could in fact fight back if I had to. Just hearing this calmed me down a bit. I was able to catch some z's and I took off home on my bike the next morning, I can still remember riding back up MLK Blvd that sunny morning.
For the record, I am not playing games with you, and I don't know about anyone playing games with you. I'm sorry if this is not what you want to hear, but it is the truth! You asked, so I'm telling you.
Remember- If you have to, FIGHT BACK. If it makes you feel better, go to Walmart (or someplace more pc) and get yourself a gun or a knife. If someone gives you a reason to use it, then you can use it! You have the right to defend yourself... I hope this helps.
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Beth...
Sorry I dont know you or whats going down with you...nor am I someone who is "screwing" with you....but it seems to me that what youre getting aggravated by here is very likely a product of your own fabrication mostly. There may have been painful incidents that happened to you, but dont you realize that what you are posting here in an attempt to establish mutual invovement, makes little to no sense at all when looked at on the whole?
I mean, nothing of what is troubling you seems to have even any connection or consistency. Its random fragments of seemingly innocuous incidents that dont seem to have any relationship whatsoever, other than the fact that you post them in the same paragraph.
I see no coincidence or cohesion of any of the issues you seem to be troubled by based on your posting here. They may be real, but not related.
I mean, you have to consider that the people you speak to are aware of your paranoia and are probably feeling a little uncomfortable or unprepared for how to speak to you without inciting some mistrust or other. Asking someone what they are doing later on, regardless of the circumstances is a completely reasonable course of action in a conversation that they may feel unsure about...its not a conspiracy, its just being unsure about the direction of the conversation...small talk, you know?
You and maybe some others here may not like this...but this kind of paranoia is sometimes an extreme form of narcissism. If you feel pain or fear or any combination thereof, it can sometimes be easier to envision the world around you is causing it and that you are the epicenter of some plot, rather than standing up for your own emotional state and take responsibility for it...even if someone has done something hurtful at the outset. Based on your posting, it seems to me that no one is out to get you, but you want to run from the idea that maybe it might be your own problem and not this perceived outside threat. It would be so much easier if it were being done TO you, rather than something you were doing to yourself, wouldnt it?
Just my thoughts. We create our own reality, and sometimes we forget how powerful we are when it comes to doing so.
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Well said Carmel.
Beth I have no clue if anyone is "fucking with you" or not. I'm not, I never did. The only time I have ever spoken to you is when someone else was worried about you and thought I might be able to help ease some of your fears. I obviously failed. I think we're all paranoid to a certain extent, but I have no idea where this degree of it is coming from, Carmel seems to have a good theory though.
People talk about other people just in the course of conversation, not necessarily 'talking shit' though that does occur too. It ends up like a game of telephone. The story gets changed just a little every time it gets told. Just like you telling Bob that I tried to drown myself and it was his fault for making the barbie-doll/lawnmower remarks. Yeah, I had a 'nervous breakdown' (for lack of a better term) and I didn't really care if I died, but I never actually attempted suicide and where you got the idea that it would have had anything to do with Bob is lost on me. My breakdown may have happened around the time that he posted it (I don't think so, but it's possible) but Jeeez, to blame him for somehting like that, well.....
I hope you can find some peace Beth, I really do believe it or not. I just wish you'd quit blaming everyone around here for stalking you every time a car horn blows or someone asks you what your plans are.
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Hullo, Anne. I was at Bob's for less than twelve hours because my dogs stayed behind me, that's how uncomfortable we all felt around him. I never told him you tried to drown yourself, that's completely absurd. Bob is, at the very least, as pathological as a clown on pcp. He can't talk about reality, he has to make a story up for everything. Poor old Bob, stuck in that scarey old castle with drips and bats and stuff.
The only thing I said was, yes you did too upset [Anne] with those posts, I was pm'ing her at the time. First he tried to tell me it happened in 2002, I was like no it didn't it happened a couple winters ago, then he changed the story to the DFAF logged in with his name and posted it making it look like it was him. "Enterprise, this is Doctor Beverly Crusher, come in, Enterprise... Two to transport, I've found Bob. Have a Security Escort ready, he's full of nanoprobes."
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For fuck's sake, Beth! Neither I (nor Lisa, I presume) "know anything." I truly hate to see you going through all of this though, I will tell you that. The more that you rehash this "stuff," the more I conclude that most (if not all) of these goings on are the product of your own vivid imagination. Well who knows, maybe someone else is fucking with you, but it sure ain't me. If any of this is true and someone is in fact doing these things that you're talking about, fuck them. I'd like to know who they are so I could give them what for. I really don't like the thought of this stuff happening in your life, whether it's you that's the cause, or someone else.
All of this stuff you talk about reminds me of a bad trip I once had. I took acid and went to a party where I didn't know a lot of the people. I was CONVINCED that there was something "going on" because of my own interpretation of certain things people said and did in my proximity. I started to believe that there were people there that were either fucking with me for fun (which i guess was remotely possible, but not likely) or because they really did have some scheme brewing and they intended to carry it out. It got so bad that I had to isolate myself in my friend's room. I remember at first being freaked out, but then getting angry. I wanted to find out what the fuck was "going on" and why. What I'm saying to you is that I have experienced (in the short term) a taste of what you are going through and I know it isn't pretty. Anyway, there I was in that room spilling my guts to this other friend who had come in to check on me. He gave me some advice that hit home and made sense to me. After I kept insisting that people were deliberately fucking with me and that they must have some fucked-up agenda, he said to me, "Let's assume for a minute that what you are saying is true, and that something really is going on. You can always FIGHT BACK!" Somehow this helped me to realize that I had some sort of *control* in the situation, and that I could take some course of action with them if need be. It made me feel better somehow. I honestly hadn't thought of it myself. My overwhelmed mind hadn't wrapped itself around the situation enough to realize that I could in fact fight back if I had to. Just hearing this calmed me down a bit. I was able to catch some z's and I took off home on my bike the next morning, I can still remember riding back up MLK Blvd that sunny morning.
For the record, I am not playing games with you, and I don't know about anyone playing games with you. I'm sorry if this is not what you want to hear, but it is the truth! You asked, so I'm telling you.
Remember- If you have to, FIGHT BACK. If it makes you feel better, go to Walmart (or someplace more pc) and get yourself a gun or a knife. If someone gives you a reason to use it, then you can use it! You have the right to defend yourself... I hope this helps.
Well G described you, so I think now that I have cried and you still say you didn't fuck with me I believe you. But very definitely something wierd was going on in Burlington. There's no coincidence with an entire thread that's almost verbatim what I talked about with B.Z., who really is sick and sadistic, he really did lie and lie and lie, and he smiled while doing it. Funny thing, the first thing that spooked me about him, although he was interesting to talk to, is that he had the same creepy eyes my landlord had. Like someone who doesn't want me to notice the snake in the room. Lesson learned: trust your ears when they hear the hiss. Sssssssssssssssssss. Sssssnake comessss up and sssspeakssss to meee, she sssaaaysss to sssseeee. But I did look upon that book and read the crooked lines. Bewitched, I switched the dreaming to something seeming, nothing true. My heart was blue. But one or two did come along and sing to me a song. I melted then, and then I flew to meet my flock. I sought the rock, I tore the veil, all hail did pound the earth. Where there was mirth, new birth, the rest was flood, an ocean rose, a saline sea. This is love for you and me: a pot to clean your nose, a pinch between your toes, a rub on the head, a tuck into bed. In days to come our grandparents will tell us these same stories.
There's no coincidence with a lot of other stuff too. I think probably the most interesting thing to me is that a whole lot of people who probably think they would never participate in something like Straight or give in and be brainwashed or whatever superiour uncomprehending attitude they have actually did recreate and participate in something like Straight. I raise a toast to the smashing of their illusions.
Funny thing, I saw a commercial on t.v., this little girl is standing under a deep blue sky with a few white clouds in a vast green meadow filled with yellow flowers next to an elephant. She's busy admiring the mirrors in a device in her hand which is a tiny television.
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For the record, Beth, you spent the night, had free reign of half the apartment, went through 3 distinctly different personality transformations, stared at my kitchen floor for 3 whole minutes with a blank expression flanked by your two most intellegent dogs, one of whom looked like she was MORE than used to this shit. (Skippy)
Messed around on my pc until 12:30 a.m. and was up at 5:30 ready to haul ass with not so much as a thank you. If I was that ingracious to a complete stranger who opened his or her home to me, I guess I would feel a little uncomfortable too. .
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You can't see what you do with the lies. I asked you for the plain truth and you had none, so I moved on. You think it's a joke to rile things up between me and [Anne] by telling her I told you she tried to drown herself? I'm just setting the record straight, since you lied to her and she doesn't know your game yet. It's downright wierd, Bob. Now you are going to get on here and write some poetry about how I alienated you as a friend? Once in a while, listen to the reaction you are getting from other people. I myself am not laughing at your joke. I don't really think you are concertedly malicious, not super consciously anyways, but I do think you have very poor perspective. I think you are grossly manipulative to lie to Anne about what I said, that is just unconscionable. And it's creepy as well as pathological to think that I should just laugh and realize how stupid I was to take anything you said, ever, seriously. It isn't funny, it's painful. No thank you. I simply had no interest in being anywhere near someone as insensitive as you, which perception of mine is proved lately everytime you post.
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Plain truth? You're a spoiled little self centered bitch that refuses to get with the program known as adulthood, Beth. You live in a fantasy world of your own creation, and if anyone dares smack of reality, they become "creepy" or a liar. As far as things go between Ms. Bonney and myself, it was YOU who caused bad feelings between us by goddamn re-posting something hateful I had said to her way, way previous to your ever coming onto fornits to darken our door. Of course I did'nt remember it when you brought it up 2 fucking years later ya stupid manipulative little bitch! You dug something up that had long been buried and tried to use it as evidence in your goddamn psychotic "trial of life."
As for me being funny, that goes without saying, but when is the last time you really cried Beth? I am not talking about your little pity party tears of frustration you cry over the phone cuz things don't go your own way or you just don't get it. I'm talking about REAL tears, tears of loss and regret over how much of your life has been wasted running from the fact that you are a lazy, spoiled, self hating puppet of a brat that refuses to accept the fact she has a CONDITION that she needs to take responsability over. Instead, you let the CONDITION take responsability over YOU.
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So when do the blue chairs come in?
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As far as things go between Ms. Bonney and myself, it was YOU who caused bad feelings between us by goddamn re-posting something hateful I had said to her way, way previous to your ever coming onto fornits to darken our door. Of course I did'nt remember it when you brought it up 2 fucking years later ya stupid manipulative little bitch! You dug something up that had long been buried and tried to use it as evidence in your goddamn psychotic "trial of life."
No wonder both I and my dogs were patently ill at ease around you. Your posts are getting more and more mentally disturbed, but I only kick myself for ever talking to you in the first place. I did not have anything to do with those posts, ever, not in '02 and not in '05. You wrote them, they were sick, they hurt Anne, and they really ought to have been to me a red flag warning about you. My intention in bringing them up to you in the course of our conversations was to say "gee Bob, you upset Anne, maybe you shouldn't say things like that," but you completely defended them, you said you wrote it out of caring, and that Anne "looked like shit and needed her ass kicked" or something to that effect, which really is the way you think. It's just gross that you are trying to blame me for something I never had anything to do with, and the only reason we are talking about it again is that now I hear from Anne that you are making up lies about what I said. That, I resent. You creeped Anne out, you creep me out, and if you want to frighten females with how psychotic you are, don't expect them to want to stay in your company or even in the same state. I take stock of your mental and physical health and say no thank you to any "insight" or advice you offer, but by all means, hang out a shingle there in Tennessee, or better yet sit on the sidewalk with a cup for donations in exchange for your free psycho harassment.
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On a somewhat comical note, there used to be this weird and sort of annoying guy who would hang out around the Maryland art institute and its surrounding environs holding up a sign that read, "Free Advice." :rofl:
Somtimes he'd even set up a stand... ::bwahaha::
The really funny thing is that people would actually go up & ask him questions about themselves. :silly:
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As far as things go between Ms. Bonney and myself, it was YOU who caused bad feelings between us by goddamn re-posting something hateful I had said to her way, way previous to your ever coming onto fornits to darken our door.
Well, there really weren't/aren't any bad feelings now Bob. Jesus, that was a lifetime ago. I was a little disturbed last week though to see the word "bygones" pop up in one of Beth's posts. Just the word Bygones, off by itself. Earlier in the evening I had written a PM to you saying 'bygones are bygones'. Then I see that in Beth's post, I wondered why. I asked you about it in two emails, but got no answer.
My intention in bringing them up to you in the course of our conversations was to say "gee Bob, you upset Anne, maybe you shouldn't say things like that," but you completely defended them, you said you wrote it out of caring, and that Anne "looked like shit and needed her ass kicked" or something to that effect, which really is the way you think.
I can believe that. I think he does think that way. The original comment way back didn't hurt or upset me. It pissed me off because it was so out of the blue. I couldn't figure out what I had done that had gotten under his skin. I guess it was that stupid lunch way back. There was some meeting at Pinellas Park with a law firm and a bunch of people were getting together afterwards and I didn't go or I went somewhere else. I guess he took it as a personal afront and it pissed him off.
It's just gross that you are trying to blame me for something I never had anything to do with, and the only reason we are talking about it again is that now I hear from Anne that you are making up lies about what I said. That, I resent. You creeped Anne out, you creep me out, and if you want to frighten females with how psychotic you are, don't expect them to want to stay in your company or even in the same state. I take stock of your mental and physical health and say no thank you to any "insight" or advice you offer, but by all means, hang out a shingle there in Tennessee, or better yet sit on the sidewalk with a cup for donations in exchange for your free psycho harassment.
I wasn't creeped out or afraid of him Beth. That's a big deal to say you're afraid of someone. I was never afraid of Bob..... more annoyed.
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then he changed the story to the DFAF logged in with his name and posted it making it look like it was him.
Wait, what? :o
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I don't know anything about this..
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I don't know anything about this..
:rofl: ::bwahaha:: :scared: :rofl:
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I was a little disturbed last week though to see the word "bygones" pop up in one of Beth's posts. Just the word Bygones, off by itself. Earlier in the evening I had written a PM to you saying 'bygones are bygones'. Then I see that in Beth's post, I wondered why. I asked you about it in two emails, but got no answer.
Okay, that was totally not connected to any kind of communication from anyone else, unless the alien space probe is putting words in my mind. But not really, "Bygones" is old, it's from Ally McBeal -- Greg Fish says it all the time, like that, one word. I bring that one out from time to time, I think I said it to my brother recently too.
I wasn't creeped out or afraid of him Beth. That's a big deal to say you're afraid of someone. I was never afraid of Bob..... more annoyed.
Well whatever, I didn't mean to misrepresent you there, I remembered it differently but that was a couple of years ago.
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Jesus Christ....this entire thread is proof that people who chat on the internet should never meet in person until they REALLY know who they are dealing with!!
Come on....letting a total stranger ( who appears to be fucking crazy folks) spend the night at your house? Just because you both happened to be in straight when you were kids? Dayjerk...you're just lucky she didn't kill you while you slept. I'm not saying that I actually think this Beth person is a murderer, but I am trying to make a point here.
By the time you have allowed someone you don't know into your life..it's to late. Which is painfully obvious after reading this thread because it would appear that all this happened years ago but now for some reason is being brought back up.
Not that it matters, but my advice would be to stop responding to her
or anything that she posts. No matter what you say, she will only take that as encouragment and honestly, if I were you or Anne or whoever else she's talking about, I would NOT want anything to do with this person. Period. End of story. She needs help and the kind she needs is not going to be found here.
Flygirl
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All in all, I feel like a dumbass. I let her get to me like I let the smart ass middle schoolers get to me the first time I drove school buses.
I think it was Frank Discussion who made a separate post about gang stalking that really sheds some light on this whole Beth thing.
After reading it, I really thought about how the whole situation would be if I had to walk a mile in Beth's shoes.
It must be terrible. I myself could not have dealt with it the same way. I would have lashed out and probably wound up in jail by now if I had people fucking with me in my hometown to the extent that she claims happened to her. At least she had the courage to pack up her van and look for some answers. Sure, most of her contacts ended in failure and disappointment and I cannot speak for any others, but rest assured folks, I slept on the couch with a roofing hammer under the cushion and my hand wrapped around the handle the night she paid a visit. It was not because of her either, it was the pitbull mix and the retarded looking black dog that gave me the willies. They both seem to have brain damage and it's no damn wonder she can't find them a home. Any competent shelter would put them two dogs to sleep upon examination.
But enough of that shit, it all comes down to what my man Strother Martin said in that movie Paul Newman starred in. "What we got here is ..........failure.....to communicate." This is a forum made up of people who for better or worse all have something in common. What brings us together as one is terrible in itself. Absolutely noone should be able to look at a fellow human being and basically say, "Hey I know you, you were a part of the worst days of my life, how's it goin?" but that is the sick reality of what we all are a part of.
That is our bond, that is our strength that each of us should be able to draw on and count on each other, but here we have a member that we just cant seem to help. SOME PEOPLE YOU JUST CAN'T REACH. I thought a lot about some of the things I posted earlier today, and I am ashamed that I let someone piss me off that much.
I'm not sorry I said what I did, but it should not have been out in the open like that. I'm sorry I ended 2006 on such a sour note, but hey it's still early in the year and people do change.
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Just because we went through a common experience does NOT mean that we all have some secret, special bond with each other. Yuk! I am so sick of hearing that. And I certainly don't consider myself "one" with this "group". Lay off the kool aid dude.
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Just because we went through a common experience does NOT mean that we all have some secret, special bond with each other. Yuk! I am so sick of hearing that. And I certainly don't consider myself "one" with this "group". Lay off the kool aid dude.
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All in all, I feel like a dumbass. I let her get to me like I let the smart ass middle schoolers get to me the first time I drove school buses.
I think it was Frank Discussion who made a separate post about gang stalking that really sheds some light on this whole Beth thing.
After reading it, I really thought about how the whole situation would be if I had to walk a mile in Beth's shoes.
It must be terrible. I myself could not have dealt with it the same way. I would have lashed out and probably wound up in jail by now if I had people fucking with me in my hometown to the extent that she claims happened to her. At least she had the courage to pack up her van and look for some answers. Sure, most of her contacts ended in failure and disappointment and I cannot speak for any others, but rest assured folks, I slept on the couch with a roofing hammer under the cushion and my hand wrapped around the handle the night she paid a visit. It was not because of her either, it was the pitbull mix and the retarded looking black dog that gave me the willies. They both seem to have brain damage and it's no damn wonder she can't find them a home. Any competent shelter would put them two dogs to sleep upon examination.
But enough of that shit, it all comes down to what my man Strother Martin said in that movie Paul Newman starred in. "What we got here is ..........failure.....to communicate." This is a forum made up of people who for better or worse all have something in common. What brings us together as one is terrible in itself. Absolutely noone should be able to look at a fellow human being and basically say, "Hey I know you, you were a part of the worst days of my life, how's it goin?" but that is the sick reality of what we all are a part of.
That is our bond, that is our strength that each of us should be able to draw on and count on each other, but here we have a member that we just cant seem to help. SOME PEOPLE YOU JUST CAN'T REACH. I thought a lot about some of the things I posted earlier today, and I am ashamed that I let someone piss me off that much.
I'm not sorry I said what I did, but it should not have been out in the open like that. I'm sorry I ended 2006 on such a sour note, but hey it's still early in the year and people do change.
Don't beat yourself up over all of this Day jerk. We're all human and sometimes say and do things we end up regreting..this is life.
I think you are right about us all having a bond and that is important for many people. It's just that other than that shared experience, it's impossible to know what someone is truly like by reading a few of their posts and when you decide to open up your life and home to a person that is unknown, you take a huge risk.
You were trying to help someone that needed it, and for that you can not be faulted. Just be careful....that's all I'm really trying to say.
Peace,
Flygirl
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It's hard to communicate with somebody when he thinks you're a diabolical mind-control agent and you're convinced that he's a little bit paranoid. --R.A. Wilson
I cross posted this, 'cause I think it's relevant.
I don't buy into the gangstalking hypothesis, it smells like "recovered memories" or other jive like that. Something like that wouldn't work, you'd need too many people to pull it off, and for what? I don't buy it. I think if you are paranoid, and trust no one, then start looking for clues--you WILL find evidence, however flimsy and circumstancial, to back up your fears. "What the Thinker thinks, the Prover proves" or so says some drug-crazed weirdo hell bent fucking things up. Paranoia can become a self-fulfilling prophecy, if you let it. Maybe you should try "metanoia" instead--start believing that the unviverse, and everyone in it, are conspiring For you instead of Against you, that there is a vast network out there somewhere thast does what it can to help you survive and achieve your goals. Try it for a couple of months and let me know what the results are. Not in a cheesy, "power of positive" thinking way, or some goofy solipsism, put as much effort into finding evidence of this "beneficial conspiracy" as you have been putting into uncovering the malevolent one. Really do that for a couple of months and tell me how it went.
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Sorry, but it seems to me that Beth is choosing to see spiders on the walls in the hopes that she might miss the elephant in the room.
Speaking of someone unfavorably or out of context is a completely normal and natural occurance amoungst friends, family and aquaintances. If I had a nickel for every time someone I thought I could trust bit me in the ass....Id have enough to buy a prosthetic ass.
I dont see someone looking for answers, I see someone creating new questions...and in desperation at that. No one wins here, because winning is a resolution, and this sort of action isnt about resolution.
I suggest not giving any reasons to let the fire get higher.
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Sorry, but it seems to me that Beth is choosing to see spiders on the walls in the hopes that she might miss the elephant in the room.
Speaking of someone unfavorably or out of context is a completely normal and natural occurance amoungst friends, family and aquaintances. If I had a nickel for every time someone I thought I could trust bit me in the ass....Id have enough to buy a prosthetic ass.
I dont see someone looking for answers, I see someone creating new questions...and in desperation at that. No one wins here, because winning is a resolution, and this sort of action isnt about resolution.
I suggest not giving any reasons to let the fire get higher.
Post your address so I can mail you a check for the analysis, Carmel. Usually I don't read your posts, but I did read this one, and I wouldn't feel right not paying.
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Sorry, but it seems to me that Beth is choosing to see spiders on the walls in the hopes that she might miss the elephant in the room.
Speaking of someone unfavorably or out of context is a completely normal and natural occurance amoungst friends, family and aquaintances. If I had a nickel for every time someone I thought I could trust bit me in the ass....Id have enough to buy a prosthetic ass.
I dont see someone looking for answers, I see someone creating new questions...and in desperation at that. No one wins here, because winning is a resolution, and this sort of action isnt about resolution.
I suggest not giving any reasons to let the fire get higher.
Post your address so I can mail you a check for the analysis, Carmel. Usually I don't read your posts, but I did read this one, and I wouldn't feel right not paying.
It's about time!! Everyone's been telling you for a while now to get some help. Hey, if Carmel does it for you, GREAT! Maybe we can all chip in as it looks like you'll be in therapy for quite a while to come and her bills may get a bit overwhelming for you.
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It's hard to communicate with somebody when he thinks you're a diabolical mind-control agent and you're convinced that he's a little bit paranoid. --R.A. Wilson
I cross posted this, 'cause I think it's relevant.
I don't buy into the gangstalking hypothesis, it smells like "recovered memories" or other jive like that. Something like that wouldn't work, you'd need too many people to pull it off, and for what? I don't buy it. I think if you are paranoid, and trust no one, then start looking for clues--you WILL find evidence, however flimsy and circumstancial, to back up your fears. "What the Thinker thinks, the Prover proves" or so says some drug-crazed weirdo hell bent fucking things up. Paranoia can become a self-fulfilling prophecy, if you let it. Maybe you should try "metanoia" instead--start believing that the unviverse, and everyone in it, are conspiring For you instead of Against you, that there is a vast network out there somewhere thast does what it can to help you survive and achieve your goals. Try it for a couple of months and let me know what the results are. Not in a cheesy, "power of positive" thinking way, or some goofy solipsism, put as much effort into finding evidence of this "beneficial conspiracy" as you have been putting into uncovering the malevolent one. Really do that for a couple of months and tell me how it went.
Miller Newton is conspiring for you and me?
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Sorry, but it seems to me that Beth is choosing to see spiders on the walls in the hopes that she might miss the elephant in the room.
Speaking of someone unfavorably or out of context is a completely normal and natural occurance amoungst friends, family and aquaintances. If I had a nickel for every time someone I thought I could trust bit me in the ass....Id have enough to buy a prosthetic ass.
I dont see someone looking for answers, I see someone creating new questions...and in desperation at that. No one wins here, because winning is a resolution, and this sort of action isnt about resolution.
I suggest not giving any reasons to let the fire get higher.
Post your address so I can mail you a check for the analysis, Carmel. Usually I don't read your posts, but I did read this one, and I wouldn't feel right not paying.
It's about time!! Everyone's been telling you for a while now to get some help. Hey, if Carmel does it for you, GREAT! Maybe we can all chip in as it looks like you'll be in therapy for quite a while to come and her bills may get a bit overwhelming for you.
Yes, great, everyone start sending Carmel money.
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A few months back I played a show in Phoenix with Crapple.. Lisa brought a friend and they came out to see us..And though she had to work in the morning she stayed for the whole thing and a little after..
For the rest of the night, morning, afternoon and evening I partied with the Fed-Ups and others. Later that night at Jugheads things got weird.. I called Lisa and she went up there. I didn't know which way up or which way was down, but a few more drinks and I found the ground. hahaha
Though Lisa had to work early in the morning, she managed to get my bass players cell number, find out where I was suppose to be and she got me there safely..
I was passed out though out this.. She could have molested me (which I know she wanted to) but didn't (that I know of anyway). I had some important stuff in my back pack.. She made sure it was safe with me and nothing was missing. Thanks Lisa!
Lisas not a hater and in all honesty she seems too busy with life to plot games and junk..
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Sorry, but it seems to me that Beth is choosing to see spiders on the walls in the hopes that she might miss the elephant in the room.
Speaking of someone unfavorably or out of context is a completely normal and natural occurance amoungst friends, family and aquaintances. If I had a nickel for every time someone I thought I could trust bit me in the ass....Id have enough to buy a prosthetic ass.
I dont see someone looking for answers, I see someone creating new questions...and in desperation at that. No one wins here, because winning is a resolution, and this sort of action isnt about resolution.
I suggest not giving any reasons to let the fire get higher.
Post your address so I can mail you a check for the analysis, Carmel. Usually I don't read your posts, but I did read this one, and I wouldn't feel right not paying.
It's about time!! Everyone's been telling you for a while now to get some help. Hey, if Carmel does it for you, GREAT! Maybe we can all chip in as it looks like you'll be in therapy for quite a while to come and her bills may get a bit overwhelming for you.
Yes, great, everyone start sending Carmel money.
yes, and Carmel wants her checks made out to Crapple and sent to:
Crapple
PO Box 1932
Las Cruces, NM
88004
Thank You
for using Dr. Carmel to cure your ailments
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It's hard to communicate with somebody when he thinks you're a diabolical mind-control agent and you're convinced that he's a little bit paranoid. --R.A. Wilson
I cross posted this, 'cause I think it's relevant.
I don't buy into the gangstalking hypothesis, it smells like "recovered memories" or other jive like that. Something like that wouldn't work, you'd need too many people to pull it off, and for what? I don't buy it. I think if you are paranoid, and trust no one, then start looking for clues--you WILL find evidence, however flimsy and circumstancial, to back up your fears. "What the Thinker thinks, the Prover proves" or so says some drug-crazed weirdo hell bent fucking things up. Paranoia can become a self-fulfilling prophecy, if you let it. Maybe you should try "metanoia" instead--start believing that the unviverse, and everyone in it, are conspiring For you instead of Against you, that there is a vast network out there somewhere thast does what it can to help you survive and achieve your goals. Try it for a couple of months and let me know what the results are. Not in a cheesy, "power of positive" thinking way, or some goofy solipsism, put as much effort into finding evidence of this "beneficial conspiracy" as you have been putting into uncovering the malevolent one. Really do that for a couple of months and tell me how it went.
Miller Newton is conspiring for you and me?
No, just for you. He pretty much hates me, and hasn't thanked me for letting his followers know what a child-abusing sack of shit he is when I disrupted a service at his "church".
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Sorry, but it seems to me that Beth is choosing to see spiders on the walls in the hopes that she might miss the elephant in the room.
Speaking of someone unfavorably or out of context is a completely normal and natural occurance amoungst friends, family and aquaintances. If I had a nickel for every time someone I thought I could trust bit me in the ass....Id have enough to buy a prosthetic ass.
I dont see someone looking for answers, I see someone creating new questions...and in desperation at that. No one wins here, because winning is a resolution, and this sort of action isnt about resolution.
I suggest not giving any reasons to let the fire get higher.
Post your address so I can mail you a check for the analysis, Carmel. Usually I don't read your posts, but I did read this one, and I wouldn't feel right not paying.
LOL...hey man, my bullshit is 100% free of charge. I guess I sometimes forget that hateful insults seem to get better play around here than anything else. Next time ill make sure to say something purely reactionary and cruel, then Ill watch the pennies REALLY roll in! Oh wait, here...Ill start...FUCK ME, STUPID CUNT....can you guys pick it up from there?
I also consent to sending any "love gifts" to Crapple.
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Man! I'm sorry if this fucks w/ you. Not my intent at all.
Lesson learned: trust your ears when they hear the hiss. Sssssssssssssssssss. Sssssnake comessss up and sssspeakssss to meee, she sssaaaysss to sssseeee. But I did look upon that book and read the crooked lines. Bewitched, I switched the dreaming to something seeming, nothing true. My heart was blue. But one or two did come along and sing to me a song. I melted then, and then I flew to meet my flock. I sought the rock, I tore the veil, all hail did pound the earth. Where there was mirth, new birth, the rest was flood, an ocean rose, a saline sea. This is love for you and me: a pot to clean your nose, a pinch between your toes, a rub on the head, a tuck into bed. In days to come our grandparents will tell us these same stories.
I have some idea what you're talking about, but I'm sure I don't understand all of it. I just had to stop for a minute and repost the above cause it's some really good prose, that's all. I'm gonna finish reading now. Don't mind me...
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Just because we went through a common experience does NOT mean that we all have some secret, special bond with each other. Yuk! I am so sick of hearing that. And I certainly don't consider myself "one" with this "group". Lay off the kool aid dude.
No, but you start out talking about a common interest, any common ground will do, could be football or local civics or just about anything. And one conversation leads to another until we come to know each other so that we're not really total strangers, or even relative strangers at all.
Have you thought of taking a job at a no-kill animal shelter? I think those dogs need you and each other as much as you need them and that might solve a couple of your most pressing problems right now.
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Hi Flygirl. It's good to read you. pm me sometime, huh ??
The thing about all this is...that when you look into another survivors eyes and you can recognize their exact form of suffering and desperation and you see the sickness and recognize the illness better than any doctor or shrink or anyone besides a healing survivor could, what do you do ???? What do you do when you know that you have the medicine someone needs, and yet you have to be very careful not to look into the eyes of the sick for too long or too deeply lest your disease return for you as well. What do you do then ????
There was a time when I had lost all my reference points...I was completely lost. I had to leave everything. I had to get way out on the edge of society. That is where I began my recovery from $tr8 and the ensuing nervous breakdown. I did it by myself. I got rid of all but a very few possessions and I traveled around the country, hitchhikin and exploring my consciousness. It took years to come to some understanding. Thoreau says lose the world and you will find yourself. I say when you find yourself you will recognize the illusion of the world and it will naturally fall away.
The mighty God is a livin man.
I think that we do have some responsibility to each other, not because we were all in $tr8 but because we all have a similar disease and none but ourselves can heal each other. Those poor kids have nowhere to go. No one to help them. It's on us.
Having said that, I find it next to impossible to have mentally unstable folks staying in my house. You can't trust them, can't leave them alone. Don't know what they might do, how they might misdirect their anger...etc...It can be pretty tricky and quite stressful
I think I've done a fairly good job of healin myself, but the disease; that part of me which is still in pieces, remains with me. I am still vulnerable to minor recurrences and strange mental breakdowns. I feel like I have some understanding. It is a dangerous healing. Searchlight casting...
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Todd you have not healed, you're a fat, violent drunk. I have never, ever been treated like that by a man, I have never so immediately feared for my life from someone using their weight and physical might against me. You said you wanted to kill me, you chased me in a rage, grabbed me, pushed me down, and raged in my face. All that at 4:30 in the morning because I turned off the music and the lights without your permission after I spent hours doing your dishes and cleaning your kitchen to help out someone I considered a friend. You're just lucky I didn't call the cops on you, I'm sure you have some record there. How dare you get on this thread and say anything.
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I'm sorry. I haven't helped you and I don't think I can.
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Hi Flygirl. It's good to read you. pm me sometime, huh ??
So is Flygirl, Beth?
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Hi Flygirl. It's good to read you. pm me sometime, huh ??
So is Flygirl, Beth?
No. Flygirl is one of the most sane people around. Then again, I'm one ta judge...
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Hi Flygirl. It's good to read you. pm me sometime, huh ??
So is Flygirl, Beth?
No. Flygirl is one of the most sane people around. Then again, I'm one ta judge...
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you have my comliments, in so many ways.
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Sorry for the bad experience Pirate, I heard about it over the phone before she graced me with her presence. All this time I thought it was Patriot that she had the altercation with. I guess if I had not put up with her nonsense for so long over the phone, I would have had a much shorter fuse to tolerate her bullshit. Thinking back on it, if it were not for the wonders of cheap cellular communication, I'dd have hung up on her ass long ago and been done with it.
All I knew was that she was heading for Asheville North Carolina and if there was anyone there that I knew personally, I most surely would have given them ample warning! Sad to say, I am just waiting on the sidelines to hear about either a bad crash involving a Toyota Van, or the arrest of a deranged woman in a Coffee Shop/Bookstore/Health Food Outlet. I wash my hands of it, and I'm not even Roman.
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Hey there Pirate! How you doing?I bet you'll never guess where I am..very close to a place we talked about way back when...just south of that place...any ideas?
Hey Anne,
No I am not Beth and for the life of me, I can't figure out why you would think that. I don't know who this Beth person is and the only person on this board that I know is starry-eyed pirate and he knows who I am. Help me out here pirate! Please tell her I'm not this delusional crazy person! :D
I can't remember who said that. It was a while ago and I don't even think they were too sure about it. Glad to know I was wrong. You have my sincerest apologies.
:)
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It'd be nice to see the two of you kiss & make-up. 8-)
:rofl: :rofl: :rofl:
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I'm sorry. I haven't helped you and I don't think I can.
You're a fucking unbelievable asshole, Todd. Any of us that knows how you treated her (and other survivor women) think you're a slut and a piece of shit. It's really a laugh how you can get on this thread and talk shit about her and cozy up to Bob, a known psycho on this forum. Watch how he turns psycho violent on her for revealing his lies. He's still lying, he wasn't afraid of her, he wanted her to stay and take him to a health food store. Weeks after she was there, he offered to send her his old phone with thousands of rollover minutes on it. (I wonder what his real motives were.) He just started hating on her for rejecting his lying, psycho act.
Go back to your pigpen, I'm getting sick of smelling your stink. Beth couldn't possibly clean your house enough to get rid of it.
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Go back to your pigpen, I'm getting sick of smelling your stink. Beth couldn't possibly clean your house enough to get rid of it.
And who might we be talking with here?
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its the crazy woman again
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yeah, crazy for trying to clean up after pigs! :lol:
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yeah, crazy for trying to clean up after pigs! :lol:
You sure seem to have one big ax you're just grinding away at.
Isn't all of this history now anyway? If you're being stalked and all the shit you say is true...than maybe you got more to worry about right now than something that happened a long time ago. Give it a rest already.....and then get some help
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yeah, crazy for trying to clean up after pigs! :lol:
You sure seem to have one big ax you're just grinding away at.
Isn't all of this history now anyway? If you're being stalked and all the shit you say is true...than maybe you got more to worry about right now than something that happened a long time ago. Give it a rest already.....and then get some help
It's not history, is an abusive prick. He didn't deny physically abusing her, yet he gets on here and sides with Bob, who has also been abusing her with his sick lies. It's about time someone slammed both of them. Bob always smelled bad to me, and now that I have seen him in action with the lie about Anne trying to drown herself, I know why. Why do you people always side with the real assholes? As though people who get abused should shut up and take it forever. Go fuck off with your pathetic "get help" comments, you blind pig. You smell like Carmel.
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::boycott:: ::boycott:: ::boycott:: ::boycott:: ::boycott:: ::boycott:: ::boycott::
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yeah, crazy for trying to clean up after pigs! :lol:
You sure seem to have one big ax you're just grinding away at.
Isn't all of this history now anyway? If you're being stalked and all the shit you say is true...than maybe you got more to worry about right now than something that happened a long time ago. Give it a rest already.....and then get some help
It's not history, Eckelberger is an abusive prick. He didn't deny physically abusing her, yet he gets on here and sides with Bob, who has also been abusing her with his sick lies. It's about time someone slammed both of them. Bob always smelled bad to me, and now that I have seen him in action with the lie about Anne trying to drown herself, I know why. Why do you people always side with the real assholes? As though people who get abused should shut up and take it forever. Go fuck off with your pathetic "get help" comments, you blind pig. You smell like Carmel.
Why are you writing as if you are someone else? Is he still physically abusing you?
No? Well then I guess you would call something that happened in the past HISTORY. If you can't even grasp that basic concept, then you are never going to find any peace.
You just keep going over the same episodes over and over and over.. and that is what is truly pathetic.
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Your passive-aggressive staff maneuvers are what is pathetic. Are you sucking Todd's cock in person, or just on the internet?
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Beth- I just have to LOL.:roll: Get some kind of help, really. Or try that RTP? theroy, that sounds like a workable idea.
Anne- LOL, so DrAmA. Only You can choose to not participate.
Bob- *shrug, do what you will... and Harm NONE.
Pirate- I am speechless, absolutely speechless. :-? :o :x WTFpwnd
Cassandra and Carmel- Hiya, Girl! <3
That is all. Carry on. :P
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Beth- I just have to LOL.:roll: Get some kind of help, really. Or try that RTP? theroy, that sounds like a workable idea.
Anne- LOL, so DrAmA. Only You can choose to not participate.
Bob- *shrug, do what you will... and Harm NONE.
Pirate- I am speechless, absolutely speechless. :-? :o :x WTFpwnd
Cassandra and Carmel- Hiya, Girl! <3
That is all. Carry on. :P
Why do you people pull out the "get help" line all the time? It is hard to see it as anything but an intentional insult. I came here to post about the gang stalking to let other people know what was happening, and to let survivors know what it is in case it happens to anyone else. I am at least the third Straight survivor to be gang stalked. Your "get help" and "rolleyes" are really rude. What do you know about a "workable theory" for someone getting gang stalked? If you had bothered to research the matter, you might be wondering if any of the survivor suicides were caused by gang stalking. Whatever with you.
Whatever Anne's problem with me is, I don't know. I don't hate her, I was talking about Fuck Off America and she thought I was someone else personally taking jabs at her. I understand. I also understand that she is the kind to jab back with extremely personal and immature insults like "selfish, spoiled, overprivileged brat", and the kind to not give a shit why I was on the road and why I wrote those posts in the first place. She has a house and a boat and a family, I have no one and I am pretty much homeless. Where she gets off hating on me, I don't care. Whatever with her, too.
The ONLY reason the stupid barbie doll/lawnmower posts came up again is that Anne posted that Bob told her I said she tried to drown herself over them, a ridiculous lie, so I outlined his series of lies to me over those posts, and then Bob showed up with ANOTHER lie and tried to pin the posts on me. His posts have been sickeningly mean (not to mention full of falsehoods and fabrications) and I don't read them anymore. End of that.
As for Todd, if he doesn't stop drinking and raging on people (I am not the first person he has physically attacked in a drunken rage with murderous threats), he will end up in prison. I think I know who you are, and I think I understand, or at least I used to understand, when you say "I see the God in you" to Todd. But godamn if I am going to take his insults on my character anymore. Fuck off with that, Todd. You taught me many lessons, and utter impatience with abuse is one of them. You strike me, I WILL strike back, and it will not be in person because I will never be near you again, you really did scare me that bad.
I am so disappointed that people have been insulting me and laughing at me on this forum for what I have laid out about gang stalking. It is too real for me to deny anymore, and what you could at least understand, if you bothered to do any research before you post ignorantly, is that gang stalking is akin to psychological torture, and has had a devastating impact on my life and my health. I have seen the face of so much cruelty it is unreal. At the very least, you could have sympathy. You profess great sadness as well as rage for the injustice done to all of us when you hear about Straight suicides, I am only as human as the rest of those imperfect people who killed themselves over the misery of their minds and lives. It's one thing for any of us to show bad character, that is human, it's another to be truly and by textbook and international definitions TORTURED.
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Whatever Anne's problem with me is, I don't know. I don't hate her, I was talking about Fuck Off America and she thought I was someone else personally taking jabs at her. I understand. I also understand that she is the kind to jab back with extremely personal and immature insults like "selfish, spoiled, overprivileged brat", and the kind to not give a shit why I was on the road and why I wrote those posts in the first place. She has a house and a boat and a family, I have no one and I am pretty much homeless. Where she gets off hating on me, I don't care. Whatever with her, too.
She thinks that you (and someone else) had something to do with the spamming up of this forum; maybe that's it.
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Whole lotta spammin' goin' on... uh-huh-huh...
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Whatever Anne's problem with me is, I don't know. I don't hate her, I was talking about Fuck Off America and she thought I was someone else personally taking jabs at her. I understand. I also understand that she is the kind to jab back with extremely personal and immature insults like "selfish, spoiled, overprivileged brat", and the kind to not give a shit why I was on the road and why I wrote those posts in the first place. She has a house and a boat and a family, I have no one and I am pretty much homeless. Where she gets off hating on me, I don't care. Whatever with her, too.
She thinks that you (and someone else) had something to do with the spamming up of this forum; maybe that's it.
Beth, yes I thought it was someone else at first but that really had nothing to do with my original post in that thread about America the Grotesque. I would have asked the question I did to anyone posting that. I don't hate you and I believe it was an anon that called you spoiled, although I may have agreed. Shit, I don't dare post anything good that's going on in my life. No one wants to hear it and it seems like anyone who has been able to find a way to move on is suddenly suspect in your mind.
I hope you find whatever it is you're looking for.
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I really don't know how I'm supposed to defend myself against someone like Beth. She exaggerates in order to frame herself as a victim. I did kick her out of my house when I was good and drunk and I did grab her by the arm as she was walkin through my kitchen and yelled at her to get the fuck outta my house.
She showed up at my house unexpected and unannounced at about midnite on a thursday with her 4 dogs and a cat. I took her in because I do care about her as a human being and a fellow survivor. The week before she showed up at my house she sent me an e-mail stating that she no longer wanted to be my wife, my girlfriend or even my friend. Previous to that she had been calling ceaselessly for weeks and leaving malicious and threatening messages on my machine which about 4 other people can verify. One time I left my 10 year old daughter alone at home while I went to the store which is only about 2 blocks up the street. During the 10 minutes or so that I was gone she called and left another crazy, threatening and demeaning message. My daughter was standing right there listening to her. When I got home my daughter was very unnerved and shaken by Beths words. Despite all this, I took her in when she showed up. I had the same feeling that Jerk had around her. I couldn't trust her. I felt very uncomfortable with her in my house. She doesn't have basic respect for other people. She was rude and selfish most of the time she was here and completely disrespected my very good friend, Bart, when I had to go see him and couldn't leave her alone in my house. She asked to use his phone and then went on to swear up a real storm over his phone which made Bart real uncomfortable. I had to apologize for her.
I had to cancel plans with my daughter in order to host Beth. Her behavior is so bizarre and inappropriate I didn't want to expose my daughter to her.
She basically tried to come in here and take over my life. She drove me to that drunken rage.
I am not an abusive prick. I tried to help her despite all the abuse she has dished out on me. By the time I threw her outta here, after 5 days, I was simply defending myself against an invader.
All the favors she claims she was doin' for me like re-arrangin my house and doin my dishes were just her attempts to mark her territory.
I know she is either ill or desperate for attention. Thats why I never held nothin against her personally, but I can only take so much.
By the way I never sided with Bob about any of this.
Now I'm not gonna get into re-hashin this shit over and over...I tried to help Beth but that is a fools work. I may be a fool, but I aint an abusive prick.
Beth, I wish you the best.
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She basically tried to come in here and take over my life. She drove me to that drunken rage.
Women can be damned good at that! :rofl:
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As for Todd, if he doesn't stop drinking and raging on people (I am not the first person he has physically attacked in a drunken rage with murderous threats), he will end up in prison. I think I know who you are, and I think I understand, or at least I used to understand, when you say "I see the God in you" to Todd. But godamn if I am going to take his insults on my character anymore. Fuck off with that, Todd. You taught me many lessons, and utter impatience with abuse is one of them. You strike me, I WILL strike back, and it will not be in person because I will never be near you again, you really did scare me that bad.
It sounds like he was defending his home and protecting his child to me. At least he actually let you inside, which was a huge error in judgment on his part, especially if you showed up unannounced and at midnight. Not to mention you already have a history of making threatening phone calls to him. I wouldn?t have even answered the door, but instead I would have called the police.
Beth, get rid of your animals and check yourself into a mental hospital before you hurt yourself or someone else. I mean this with all sincerity, and not as an insult as you had accused other people of using it in an earlier post. I truly believe that's how every person in this thread had intended it also.
Also, please stop calling me.
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I won't use your name! LOL, again..........
So, to the OP-
I LOL at the fact of you posting long explainitory posts about this and other stuff. And Yet it was YOU who use to bash me for posting about honest things I was going through and Asking for help or understanding. It was You who went on and on about " This isn't where to find help, if I needed it" and "These people don't care" It was YOU who bantered me about sooooo many things. Welp, you know what? What ever I posted here HELPED me, and that is all that matters. All my dreams of camping and living FREE, You made fun of! But I LOL, because WHO is it that IS living FREE now? Me, is who. Obvioulsy not you. I say get help not because it is the thing people say here... I say get help because everyone can benefit from some kind of supportive person or group. See, you have used up the people's energy here, not many have anything more to give to you..... Which I do not fault them for. We all have our limits and it is obvious most have reached theres, including YOU. My limit was reached long ago with you and I never even let you get into my RL. I can not imagine what it's like to have to be on the phone with you, which apparently you have tried to do to every single person here (exchange phone numbers) After you say.... Don't trust anyone here, excpet yourself...so some people have fallen victim to your trap and exchanged numbers. It is YOU who collects peoples information here, You. It is You, you fear. You know what is possible, because of all the things you think about and then eventually you think someone MUST be doing these things (stalking) and well low and behold, YOU must be the target.... I'm w/ carmel on this, This is your ego.
See, does it really matter if someone is stalking you? Nope. Change what you can and forget the rest. Ok, be a little suspicious of everything, that's cool. so am I. BUT when it starts to destroy your life, find a new way to protect yourself. Your brain is Your and everyones worst ememy. Straight taught us that. After all the nasty crap you have posted to people, Your own guilt is destroying you. Your own insecurity and general unhappiness is killing you. That is sad, and the people here who do believe you are part of a larger group..... are telling you to get some help... I agree w/ them. And if not, try out RTPs thing.. I think it's a viable idea and may even use it in my owm life when I need to.
Don't forget, My beliefs are a little strange.. I do beleive we manifest what we think. I do believe you are manifesting what you believe. It's so obvious. All the Attetion you have brought to your self, all the people you freely give your # to.. all the people you have opened yourself to.. Why wouldn't you feel afraid? I would, hell I didnt exchange all that personal info.. and there were times when I felt weird. BUT NEVER have I thought so highly of myself that I KNEW I was the Target of a Straightlingstalker. That to me is very self centered... Who are you to think you consume so much of somenes time and energy? I highly doubt you are in fact the VICTIM of a stalker, but if you are...go to the police.... I am Sure they will find you Some HELP.. one way or another.
Remember? Fornits is not the place to find comapssion? You told me that yourself! So stop.... stop looking for attention from people you proclaim to not even respect. What does that say about yourself? You are asking people you have spent years bashing for help, ROFL... I LOL so much at that. You have used it all up... Until you give energy back into this circle, you will get none from it. Get it?
Now, close the window and Free yourself from this forum for awhile. It does wonders, I swear. Go in peace, EP. All I have ever wanted for anyone on this entire planet is some peace.
Oh yea, on the Pirate thing... I do not fault you for that. yes I can see how you could drive someone to drink.. But NEVER is it ok to threaten another, for any reason (excpet to physically defend yourself) And Thank you for..., well just Thank you. His moon sign(not specified due to personal reference), what can I say.. except I am not suprised, a little stunned, but not suprised. I divorced one not so long ago after 11 yrs. Just Thank You EP. alot.
Find some peace chica, it's out there. Go lose the world, find yourself... you can't be all that bad :o I wasn't so bad, when I found myself again... :P
See this is what I mean by... Know when to hold em, know when to walk away, know when to run...
Stop running and try just slowly walking away... people tend to treat you like a walker then, not a runner :D
Sorry so long, I have tons to say to her though.... I think I bided my time and deserve a long post especially to Her....And fuck grammer and stuff.. I am in a hurry :P
~WD
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Let me tell you some weird things have been going on in my world as well!
For instance, I've been getting junk mail with coupons from local businesses... :exclaim:
Gives me the fucking creeps.... :scared:
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Shit, fuck.
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Wait, i wasn't totally fair to Pirate, maybe.
I mean, I would expect that from someone of his sign.. it would be the natural reaction. Which in many cases is taken to the extreme. Which obvioulsy even in a drunken state he did not do. I mean, EP should have expected it from a man after all she had done at his house and previous to her spontanious arrivial. That does not make it ok, yes there was a better way of handleing it. But then EQ would be here posting about how He called the police..... and then that would be the very worst thing in her eyes.. So Pirate was in a loose/loose situation. I understand this and do not think it was wrong to kick her out. But when it came to having to touch or threaten her to get out.. The police or some outside party could have been called for assistance. Heh, Bygones..........
And Geesh... EP, don't you know when you have worn out your welcome? To the point of potential explosive words or actions? That is proof you are self centered and spoiled. heh. WTH do you think you are? To just show up in peoples real lives and expect to be accomidated w/o notice, I would have never let you in.
w/e, you all know I care deeply about you.. Even you EP, you know it too.
I am sorry Pirate, I didn't mean it to sound so bad, LOL.. But you know I have had my issues w/ your moon sign :P But, ::heart:: you despite it
~Free Love and Naked PeAcE~! :P
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Shit, fuck.
Excellent point, Shortbus
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But then EQ would be here posting about how He
EQ..? Huh?
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I am sorry Pirate, I didn't mean it to sound so bad, LOL.. But you know I have had my issues w/ your moon sign :P But, ::heart:: you despite it
Hi, I'm a Vagittarius. :wave:
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It was an accident.. EQ/EP.. LOL.. And Vagittarius.. sounds like you may need a Dr....? Is that a disease.. lol. Some people are like Slinkys.. They are not good for anything.... except it makes you smile when you push them down the stairs ..... 8-)
Ok, I remember my PW, amazing!
I have to ask, is EP the only person from fornits who shows up at peoples homes? Makes threats? Calls people obsessively or manipulates information from others? like phone numbers, dates and last names.. and stuff?
Cause she is the only person who actively tried to solicite info from me, and I know from others... Is it possible.. She is the stalker here (not realizing it of course)? I have said that before, ironic she is saying she is being stalked..and it is always her who PMs new ppl and starts building her web...
Hi, Anne and Flygirl.. We have not offically met=) I don't visit often and rarely sign in when I do, cause i never remember my PW, lol. Sorry I rambled before, but I have so much to say to and about my experience w/ EP ( I don't use real names.. EP was her old username initials)
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Thought you wanted. Thought you wanted.
I thought you wanted to save me.
Now you got it. What you wanted.
Now you're driving me crazy.
You don't know me. Never met me.
But I know that you'll like me.
Now I comin'. Now I'm comin'.
I hope that you like me.
Gonna come undone (got your address)
Got to keep me from (where you live)
Like a lost street bum (got your number)
They call me ... they call me ...
STALKER
Thought you wanted. What you wanted.
I thought you wanted to save me.
What you wanted. Now you got it.
Now you drive me insane yeah.
You don't know me. Never met me.
But I know that you'll like me.
Now I'm coming to your party.
But you didn't invite me.
Gonna come undone (got your address)
off the T.V. from (where you live)
like a lost street bum (got your number)
They call me... they call me...
STALKER
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That is threatening, very threatening. I feel afraid, yes, very very afraid......
Sounds like Betty Sembler can maybe relate to her :wink:
Maybe it is a new disease that straight created, what shall we call it? Betty Sembler syndrome? We could make a whole new program to research it! Anyone with me???
Let's get soft grey chairs this time 'round, ok Or couches! So we can feel close and comfy! :rofl: A huge room w/ no windows and doors (so no stalkers can see in) and everyones back will be to the wall. So we can never be suprised from behind. It will be someones job to thourghly investigate any horns honking outside, or hang up phone calls, and even check under all the beds and in the closets! Wait!, Maybe we could all have our own windowless, steel enforced walled rooms. (Like bank vaults, so we were safe) and use intercoms to talk instead of being in the same room. We must think of everything to ensure the personal safety of everyone! Just incase one of us is The Stalker.
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We must think of everything to ensure the personal safety of everyone! Just in case one of us is The Stalker.
You can't be too careful.. :scared: 8-) ::bwahaha::
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I knew it was you! Now Luis will believe me and I can prove Sheridan was just trying to make me look crazy! I knew you were real!
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I really don't know how I'm supposed to defend myself against someone like Beth. She exaggerates in order to frame herself as a victim. I did kick her out of my house when I was good and drunk and I did grab her by the arm as she was walkin through my kitchen and yelled at her to get the fuck outta my house.
She showed up at my house unexpected and unannounced at about midnite on a thursday with her 4 dogs and a cat. I took her in because I do care about her as a human being and a fellow survivor. The week before she showed up at my house she sent me an e-mail stating that she no longer wanted to be my wife, my girlfriend or even my friend. Previous to that she had been calling ceaselessly for weeks and leaving malicious and threatening messages on my machine which about 4 other people can verify. One time I left my 10 year old daughter alone at home while I went to the store which is only about 2 blocks up the street. During the 10 minutes or so that I was gone she called and left another crazy, threatening and demeaning message. My daughter was standing right there listening to her. When I got home my daughter was very unnerved and shaken by Beths words. Despite all this, I took her in when she showed up. I had the same feeling that Jerk had around her. I couldn't trust her. I felt very uncomfortable with her in my house. She doesn't have basic respect for other people. She was rude and selfish most of the time she was here and completely disrespected my very good friend, Bart, when I had to go see him and couldn't leave her alone in my house. She asked to use his phone and then went on to swear up a real storm over his phone which made Bart real uncomfortable. I had to apologize for her.
I had to cancel plans with my daughter in order to host Beth. Her behavior is so bizarre and inappropriate I didn't want to expose my daughter to her.
She basically tried to come in here and take over my life. She drove me to that drunken rage.
I am not an abusive prick. I tried to help her despite all the abuse she has dished out on me. By the time I threw her outta here, after 5 days, I was simply defending myself against an invader.
All the favors she claims she was doin' for me like re-arrangin my house and doin my dishes were just her attempts to mark her territory.
I know she is either ill or desperate for attention. Thats why I never held nothin against her personally, but I can only take so much.
By the way I never sided with Bob about any of this.
Now I'm not gonna get into re-hashin this shit over and over...I tried to help Beth but that is a fools work. I may be a fool, but I aint an abusive prick.
Beth, I wish you the best.
Uhm, no Todd, G told me you called her after I left and you didn't remember anything except that we had a fight. You had a blackout. It was NOT in the kitchen, it was upstairs! :rofl: It was real, you were violent, you were out of control raging in my face, grabbing my arm and pushing me down. I would think you were obscuring something by lying to me, but no, your attitude towards me is always the same: you had nothing to do with me getting hurt by you, it's always my fault. In reality, we had planned to get my car fixed that very morning so I could safely go down the road the next day. Heh heh. You and Bob are a pair. It just fine for you to abuse me after the fact with your misrepresentations. :rofl:
Mark my territory? You don't get me at all. You never have. Another good one, though, it fits right in with your raging gorilla routine. No wait, I think I see now! You were getting more and more pissed the cleaner your kitchen got! :rofl:
I guess I thought since you had showed up at my house, twice, uninvited and unexpected, it wouldn't be such a bad thing if I thought maybe you meant anything you ever said, and showed up at your house, uninvited and unexpected, except that you did invite me, more than once. But that never meant anything to you, just like many things you said to me never meant anything to you.
Really and truly, my bad for believing such lies, my bad for losing my temper over the phone at your endless games with my heart. I am very very sorry I ever let your opinion of me tear me up at all, ever. And really and truly, my bad, not yours, for scaring your daughter. I am very very sorry about that, and if it is my lot to be shamed in public, then lesson very much learned.
About twenty-one years ago I pulled a right hook out of a drunk nowhere and knocked my best friend's chain-jerker so hard he fell over. Heh heh. That's the extent of my record.
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As for Todd, if he doesn't stop drinking and raging on people (I am not the first person he has physically attacked in a drunken rage with murderous threats), he will end up in prison. I think I know who you are, and I think I understand, or at least I used to understand, when you say "I see the God in you" to Todd. But godamn if I am going to take his insults on my character anymore. Fuck off with that, Todd. You taught me many lessons, and utter impatience with abuse is one of them. You strike me, I WILL strike back, and it will not be in person because I will never be near you again, you really did scare me that bad.
It sounds like he was defending his home and protecting his child to me. At least he actually let you inside, which was a huge error in judgment on his part, especially if you showed up unannounced and at midnight. Not to mention you already have a history of making threatening phone calls to him. I wouldn?t have even answered the door, but instead I would have called the police.
Beth, get rid of your animals and check yourself into a mental hospital before you hurt yourself or someone else. I mean this with all sincerity, and not as an insult as you had accused other people of using it in an earlier post. I truly believe that's how every person in this thread had intended it also.
Also, please stop calling me.
Huh? Is someone impersonating me? I have spoken to you exactly once in the past month or so. I left some messages on your machine in the few months before that asking for a couple of favors. I don't want to cause any stress for a pregnant woman, so I haven't called you because my life is a mess and you don't need any part of it. I am not in danger of hurting myself or anyone else, I just cuss a lot on the phone when I am talking to certain people, so I won't talk to them anymore. Lesson learned. Peace out, best wishes to you and yours.
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Whatever Anne's problem with me is, I don't know. I don't hate her, I was talking about Fuck Off America and she thought I was someone else personally taking jabs at her. I understand. I also understand that she is the kind to jab back with extremely personal and immature insults like "selfish, spoiled, overprivileged brat", and the kind to not give a shit why I was on the road and why I wrote those posts in the first place. She has a house and a boat and a family, I have no one and I am pretty much homeless. Where she gets off hating on me, I don't care. Whatever with her, too.
She thinks that you (and someone else) had something to do with the spamming up of this forum; maybe that's it.
Beth, yes I thought it was someone else at first but that really had nothing to do with my original post in that thread about America the Grotesque. I would have asked the question I did to anyone posting that. I don't hate you and I believe it was an anon that called you spoiled, although I may have agreed. Shit, I don't dare post anything good that's going on in my life. No one wants to hear it and it seems like anyone who has been able to find a way to move on is suddenly suspect in your mind.
I hope you find whatever it is you're looking for.
Thanks. You're not suspect in my mind. Sorry we haven't yet come to a better understanding. Peace out, girl.
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I won't use your name! LOL, again..........
So, to the OP-
I LOL at the fact of you posting long explainitory posts about this and other stuff. And Yet it was YOU who use to bash me for posting about honest things I was going through and Asking for help or understanding. It was You who went on and on about " This isn't where to find help, if I needed it" and "These people don't care" It was YOU who bantered me about sooooo many things. Welp, you know what? What ever I posted here HELPED me, and that is all that matters. All my dreams of camping and living FREE, You made fun of! But I LOL, because WHO is it that IS living FREE now? Me, is who. Obvioulsy not you. I say get help not because it is the thing people say here... I say get help because everyone can benefit from some kind of supportive person or group. See, you have used up the people's energy here, not many have anything more to give to you..... Which I do not fault them for. We all have our limits and it is obvious most have reached theres, including YOU. My limit was reached long ago with you and I never even let you get into my RL. I can not imagine what it's like to have to be on the phone with you, which apparently you have tried to do to every single person here (exchange phone numbers) After you say.... Don't trust anyone here, excpet yourself...so some people have fallen victim to your trap and exchanged numbers. It is YOU who collects peoples information here, You. It is You, you fear. You know what is possible, because of all the things you think about and then eventually you think someone MUST be doing these things (stalking) and well low and behold, YOU must be the target.... I'm w/ carmel on this, This is your ego.
See, does it really matter if someone is stalking you? Nope. Change what you can and forget the rest. Ok, be a little suspicious of everything, that's cool. so am I. BUT when it starts to destroy your life, find a new way to protect yourself. Your brain is Your and everyones worst ememy. Straight taught us that. After all the nasty crap you have posted to people, Your own guilt is destroying you. Your own insecurity and general unhappiness is killing you. That is sad, and the people here who do believe you are part of a larger group..... are telling you to get some help... I agree w/ them. And if not, try out RTPs thing.. I think it's a viable idea and may even use it in my owm life when I need to.
Don't forget, My beliefs are a little strange.. I do beleive we manifest what we think. I do believe you are manifesting what you believe. It's so obvious. All the Attetion you have brought to your self, all the people you freely give your # to.. all the people you have opened yourself to.. Why wouldn't you feel afraid? I would, hell I didnt exchange all that personal info.. and there were times when I felt weird. BUT NEVER have I thought so highly of myself that I KNEW I was the Target of a Straightlingstalker. That to me is very self centered... Who are you to think you consume so much of somenes time and energy? I highly doubt you are in fact the VICTIM of a stalker, but if you are...go to the police.... I am Sure they will find you Some HELP.. one way or another.
Remember? Fornits is not the place to find comapssion? You told me that yourself! So stop.... stop looking for attention from people you proclaim to not even respect. What does that say about yourself? You are asking people you have spent years bashing for help, ROFL... I LOL so much at that. You have used it all up... Until you give energy back into this circle, you will get none from it. Get it?
Now, close the window and Free yourself from this forum for awhile. It does wonders, I swear. Go in peace, EP. All I have ever wanted for anyone on this entire planet is some peace.
Oh yea, on the Pirate thing... I do not fault you for that. yes I can see how you could drive someone to drink.. But NEVER is it ok to threaten another, for any reason (excpet to physically defend yourself) And Thank you for..., well just Thank you. His moon sign(not specified due to personal reference), what can I say.. except I am not suprised, a little stunned, but not suprised. I divorced one not so long ago after 11 yrs. Just Thank You EP. alot.
Find some peace chica, it's out there. Go lose the world, find yourself... you can't be all that bad :o I wasn't so bad, when I found myself again... :P
See this is what I mean by... Know when to hold em, know when to walk away, know when to run...
Stop running and try just slowly walking away... people tend to treat you like a walker then, not a runner :D
Sorry so long, I have tons to say to her though.... I think I bided my time and deserve a long post especially to Her....And fuck grammer and stuff.. I am in a hurry :P
~WD
True. I was bitter. I see your indian sari and your stones now. Peace.
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Wait, i wasn't totally fair to Pirate, maybe.
I mean, I would expect that from someone of his sign.. it would be the natural reaction. Which in many cases is taken to the extreme. Which obvioulsy even in a drunken state he did not do. I mean, EP should have expected it from a man after all she had done at his house and previous to her spontanious arrivial. That does not make it ok, yes there was a better way of handleing it. But then EQ would be here posting about how He called the police..... and then that would be the very worst thing in her eyes.. So Pirate was in a loose/loose situation. I understand this and do not think it was wrong to kick her out. But when it came to having to touch or threaten her to get out.. The police or some outside party could have been called for assistance. Heh, Bygones..........
And Geesh... EP, don't you know when you have worn out your welcome? To the point of potential explosive words or actions? That is proof you are self centered and spoiled. heh. WTH do you think you are? To just show up in peoples real lives and expect to be accomidated w/o notice, I would have never let you in.
w/e, you all know I care deeply about you.. Even you EP, you know it too.
I am sorry Pirate, I didn't mean it to sound so bad, LOL.. But you know I have had my issues w/ your moon sign :P But, ::heart:: you despite it
~Free Love and Naked PeAcE~! :P
Read my post to Todd if that is what you think. My car was f'ed up and we were going to take it to get fixed so I could get back on the road, he had already called his mechanic friend. I sure am embarrased about some of the rest. My bad for showing up at someone's house who had shown up at mine, twice, uninvited, the second time after crushing my heart for months on end, and I let him in, again! To crush my heart, again! Todd doesn't talk about all the things he has said to me, and he doesn't talk about what a player he is, he doesn't talk about the way he reels 'em in and kicks 'em, reels 'em in and kicks 'em. He doesn't talk about drunk raging on someone else. He doesn't talk about the other women he has used and trashed. My bad for expecting someone I thought was a true friend to let me in in a crisis situation. My bad for not letting everything he told me about himself to really sink in, and stay away from him.
What really pisses me off the most is that when he came to my house, I had to listen to that String Cheese shit over and over again, AND Joseph Campbell! But he hardly played any of my music when I was at his house! Talk about inhospitable. Sheesh.
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Let me tell you some weird things have been going on in my world as well!
For instance, I've been getting junk mail with coupons from local businesses... :exclaim:
Gives me the fucking creeps.... :scared:
HA! I tried to dl some spyware and got The Jetsons! And I couldn't even play it! :rofl:
Cosmic kisses, baby.
::kiss::
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It was an accident.. EQ/EP.. LOL.. And Vagittarius.. sounds like you may need a Dr....? Is that a disease.. lol. Some people are like Slinkys.. They are not good for anything.... except it makes you smile when you push them down the stairs ..... 8-)
Ok, I remember my PW, amazing!
I have to ask, is EP the only person from fornits who shows up at peoples homes? Makes threats? Calls people obsessively or manipulates information from others? like phone numbers, dates and last names.. and stuff?
Cause she is the only person who actively tried to solicite info from me, and I know from others... Is it possible.. She is the stalker here (not realizing it of course)? I have said that before, ironic she is saying she is being stalked..and it is always her who PMs new ppl and starts building her web...
Hi, Anne and Flygirl.. We have not offically met=) I don't visit often and rarely sign in when I do, cause i never remember my PW, lol. Sorry I rambled before, but I have so much to say to and about my experience w/ EP ( I don't use real names.. EP was her old username initials)
I do not always pm people. I haven't done anything with that website, and it was going to be done ethically, news articles accompanied by rebuttals from people who were in Straight at the time the executives lied about what was going on inside. At the time, I thought if I put together enough information, I could build a solid testimony of the truth about Straight, in rebuttal to the years of covered up child abuse.
As for stalking, I don't know where anyone lives except RTP I could find again. Heh heh.
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String Cheese shit over and over again!
String Cheese RULES!
And in matters of the heart, many times we hear only what we want to hear and what feels good and choose to over look the things we don't like, even if they are staring us in the face. Usually we only have ourselves to blame if we continue to pur ourself back in that same situation. Just my personal observation on love. What the fuck is love anyway? Very hard to define. We're all searching for something and fail to realize we're all a bunch of fucked up human beings who have been severly traumatized in some way. Straight had an effect on every single one of us, some have a much hardter time dealing than others. I wouldn't even begin to judge a persons struggle. All most of us want is peace, love, security and understanding. Which proves even more difficult when the person you are with is struggling with the same issues. I think it's much healthier to try to figure out yourself and solve some of your own issues rather then hoping that love or another person with the same problems will somehow make it all go away. I wish it were that simple.
I'm not speaking to anyone in particular, just in general.
Peace.
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:o I think it is pretty rude for things this personal being discussed here in an open forum, without te consent of all parties involved. If you have a personal issue with someone, it was you who said : it should be discussed between the effected parties, not in public. What is so ironic here, is you are doing so many things to other people - you swear you would never do, and have complained so often about people doing to you. (sometimes, when no one was doing anything at all) I find it gross and selfish the way you seem to be getting back at people. You are not the only one out here who has had a broken heart.
No one is out to get you B. And if he broke your heart over and over, fault yourself. Learn and move on.
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So, G, how much you making off this soap opera?
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:o I think it is pretty rude for things this personal being discussed here in an open forum, without te consent of all parties involved. If you have a personal issue with someone, it was you who said : it should be discussed between the effected parties, not in public. What is so ironic here, is you are doing so many things to other people - you swear you would never do, and have complained so often about people doing to you. (sometimes, when no one was doing anything at all) I find it gross and selfish the way you seem to be getting back at people. You are not the only one out here who has had a broken heart.
No one is out to get you B. And if he broke your heart over and over, fault yourself. Learn and move on.
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The plot thickens---- after spending five days in at my place, the little "Magical Misery Tour" would have ended up FAR differently than a severely unstable woman heading along route 64 to disturb yet another unknowing Straight Veteran.
Poor little Beth could'nt and would'nt get off her whole bullshit Burlington Stalker Theater Drama Queen scenario long enough to realize that she had every tool at her disposal to start again fresh.
"Holy fucking Adulthood Batman!!!" "Do you mean she could have actually set up her own domicile complete with a kitchen, bath, and four dog food bowls to wash each and every day?"
"Right you are chum, and she did'nt even have to take Bad Bob's word for it, why the goddamn realtor's phone number was on a sign outside next to the mailboxes." "Holy dog-shit Batman! what about her dogs?" "Would they let her keep her dogs too?" "No problem, Robin, she could drive to the office, explain her needs, and be given a couple of sheets of rental listings, hell if she found an address she liked, they would even hand her the keys to let herself in and check the whole place out." "Golly gee, Batman, I wish I was there, I might of been able to talk her into it, and then I could have had a place to hang out and get stoned when I'm not out fighting crime." "But Alas, Robin, this chick is more Bat-shit than the battiest Bat we ever encountered in the Batcave or in all our years of crimefighting."
"Holy Haliparidol, Batman, could I at least take her out for a few drinks and maybe loosen her up?" "Hmm, remember old chum, when you got drunk with Catwoman and could'nt get her out of her suit and almost broke your Bat-a-wang in half trying to 'get some?'
"Well imagine that same night with an insane librarian instead!"
"Golly Batman, I guess I should just leave her to the good folks at Arkham Asylum instead." "Good Choice Robin! let's go to Starbucks, it looks like it's gonna be a long night!"
See, I was like a broken toy to Beth, or one that needed fresh batteries. When I would not play into or support her fantasy world of bullshit, I was no longer of any use to her. I only spoke of GROWNUP things and that scared her. I am sorry I scared you so much Beth, but you cannot fault me for this anymore than you can fault the sky for raining. That is just the way things are. Grow the fuck up, before the next hotel trash derelict takes you down a path you ain't prepared to travel. You are also getting on my fucking nerves by describing me in ways that are not true. I know that you only live @/$'s of a mile from StarBucks up in Burlington.
A ten year old kid on a bicycle could find your house in a matter of minutes. You are as dumb as a box of rocks. Hell, my parrot has more brains than you. Grow up, Get Help, Realize The People Who Matter, and for Christs Sake, Get Some Professional Help, Take Your Meds and Stay On Them!!!!
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:o I think it is pretty rude for things this personal being discussed here in an open forum, without te consent of all parties involved. If you have a personal issue with someone, it was you who said : it should be discussed between the effected parties, not in public. What is so ironic here, is you are doing so many things to other people - you swear you would never do, and have complained so often about people doing to you. (sometimes, when no one was doing anything at all) I find it gross and selfish the way you seem to be getting back at people. You are not the only one out here who has had a broken heart.
No one is out to get you B. And if he broke your heart over and over, fault yourself. Learn and move on.
Whatever, Todd came on here and misrepresented me and I am sick of it. I'm standing up for myself.
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So, come up to the lab, and see what's on the slab.........
I see you shiver, in annnnnnnnnnn tiici-------PATION!!
PM's work, even for.......jerks, they'll help remove the cause,
but not the symptom!!!! or where you the victim of a
Poor Education System?
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So, G, how much you making off this soap opera?
:roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll:
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The plot thickens---- after spending five days in at my place, the little "Magical Misery Tour" would have ended up FAR differently than a severely unstable woman heading along route 64 to disturb yet another unknowing Straight Veteran.
Poor little Beth could'nt and would'nt get off her whole bullshit Burlington Stalker Theater Drama Queen scenario long enough to realize that she had every tool at her disposal to start again fresh.
"Holy fucking Adulthood Batman!!!" "Do you mean she could have actually set up her own domicile complete with a kitchen, bath, and four dog food bowls to wash each and every day?"
"Right you are chum, and she did'nt even have to take Bad Bob's word for it, why the goddamn realtor's phone number was on a sign outside next to the mailboxes." "Holy dog-shit Batman! what about her dogs?" "Would they let her keep her dogs too?" "No problem, Robin, she could drive to the office, explain her needs, and be given a couple of sheets of rental listings, hell if she found an address she liked, they would even hand her the keys to let herself in and check the whole place out." "Golly gee, Batman, I wish I was there, I might of been able to talk her into it, and then I could have had a place to hang out and get stoned when I'm not out fighting crime." "But Alas, Robin, this chick is more Bat-shit than the battiest Bat we ever encountered in the Batcave or in all our years of crimefighting."
"Holy Haliparidol, Batman, could I at least take her out for a few drinks and maybe loosen her up?" "Hmm, remember old chum, when you got drunk with Catwoman and could'nt get her out of her suit and almost broke your Bat-a-wang in half trying to 'get some?'
"Well imagine that same night with an insane librarian instead!"
"Golly Batman, I guess I should just leave her to the good folks at Arkham Asylum instead." "Good Choice Robin! let's go to Starbucks, it looks like it's gonna be a long night!"
See, I was like a broken toy to Beth, or one that needed fresh batteries. When I would not play into or support her fantasy world of bullshit, I was no longer of any use to her. I only spoke of GROWNUP things and that scared her. I am sorry I scared you so much Beth, but you cannot fault me for this anymore than you can fault the sky for raining. That is just the way things are. Grow the fuck up, before the next hotel trash derelict takes you down a path you ain't prepared to travel. You are also getting on my fucking nerves by describing me in ways that are not true. I know that you only live @/$'s of a mile from StarBucks up in Burlington.
A ten year old kid on a bicycle could find your house in a matter of minutes. You are as dumb as a box of rocks. Hell, my parrot has more brains than you. Grow up, Get Help, Realize The People Who Matter, and for Christs Sake, Get Some Professional Help, Take Your Meds and Stay On Them!!!!
It's good to see you've figured it out! :lol:
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Whatever, Todd came on here and misrepresented me and I am sick of it. I'm standing up for myself.
Good for you! It's about fucking time! :tup:
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The plot thickens---- after spending five days in at my place, the little "Magical Misery Tour" would have ended up FAR differently than a severely unstable woman heading along route 64 to disturb yet another unknowing Straight Veteran.
Poor little Beth could'nt and would'nt get off her whole bullshit Burlington Stalker Theater Drama Queen scenario long enough to realize that she had every tool at her disposal to start again fresh.
"Holy fucking Adulthood Batman!!!" "Do you mean she could have actually set up her own domicile complete with a kitchen, bath, and four dog food bowls to wash each and every day?"
"Right you are chum, and she did'nt even have to take Bad Bob's word for it, why the goddamn realtor's phone number was on a sign outside next to the mailboxes." "Holy dog-shit Batman! what about her dogs?" "Would they let her keep her dogs too?" "No problem, Robin, she could drive to the office, explain her needs, and be given a couple of sheets of rental listings, hell if she found an address she liked, they would even hand her the keys to let herself in and check the whole place out." "Golly gee, Batman, I wish I was there, I might of been able to talk her into it, and then I could have had a place to hang out and get stoned when I'm not out fighting crime." "But Alas, Robin, this chick is more Bat-shit than the battiest Bat we ever encountered in the Batcave or in all our years of crimefighting."
"Holy Haliparidol, Batman, could I at least take her out for a few drinks and maybe loosen her up?" "Hmm, remember old chum, when you got drunk with Catwoman and could'nt get her out of her suit and almost broke your Bat-a-wang in half trying to 'get some?'
"Well imagine that same night with an insane librarian instead!"
"Golly Batman, I guess I should just leave her to the good folks at Arkham Asylum instead." "Good Choice Robin! let's go to Starbucks, it looks like it's gonna be a long night!"
See, I was like a broken toy to Beth, or one that needed fresh batteries. When I would not play into or support her fantasy world of bullshit, I was no longer of any use to her. I only spoke of GROWNUP things and that scared her. I am sorry I scared you so much Beth, but you cannot fault me for this anymore than you can fault the sky for raining. That is just the way things are. Grow the fuck up, before the next hotel trash derelict takes you down a path you ain't prepared to travel. You are also getting on my fucking nerves by describing me in ways that are not true. I know that you only live @/$'s of a mile from StarBucks up in Burlington.
A ten year old kid on a bicycle could find your house in a matter of minutes. You are as dumb as a box of rocks. Hell, my parrot has more brains than you. Grow up, Get Help, Realize The People Who Matter, and for Christs Sake, Get Some Professional Help, Take Your Meds and Stay On Them!!!!
So could you clarify for us whether you have a mental illness that makes you change your stories around?
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uh no Beth - it is you that has a mental illness. Aren't you tired of being and seen as a whack job? Bob is a great guy....known him since we were on our phases together. Hey, Beth, got a idea for you. Why don't you just take charge of your life. After all, you are the one that lives inside your head...you are the one that sees and feels all these demons, not us. Grow the fuck up....be an adult...deal with life. It aint that difficult.
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I'll admit that a better man would have handled the situation...well... better.
This is ridiculous though, and I'm not gonna get into it any further. You people can think whatever you want.
Later.
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uh no Beth - it is you that has a mental illness. Aren't you tired of being and seen as a whack job? Bob is a great guy....known him since we were on our phases together. Hey, Beth, got a idea for you. Why don't you just take charge of your life. After all, you are the one that lives inside your head...you are the one that sees and feels all these demons, not us. Grow the fuck up....be an adult...deal with life. It aint that difficult.
You forgot to advise her to take her meds... :idea:
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I'll admit that a better man would have handled the situation...well... better.
This is ridiculous though, and I'm not gonna get into it any further. You people can think whatever you want.
Later.
No worries, Pirate.
We know what it's like to have our buttons pushed; nobody's perfect, (except for maybe Beth). :rofl:
Take care.
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uh no Beth - it is you that has a mental illness. Aren't you tired of being and seen as a whack job? Bob is a great guy....known him since we were on our phases together. Hey, Beth, got a idea for you. Why don't you just take charge of your life. After all, you are the one that lives inside your head...you are the one that sees and feels all these demons, not us. Grow the fuck up....be an adult...deal with life. It aint that difficult.
Bob lies over and over again, and then he can't understand why he gave me the creeps. It was really too much to see Anne get on here and say that Bob told her I said she tried to drown herself. I don't get whether Bob thinks that is really funny, to spread lies, but he lied to me repeatedly, and he got on here and lied again about me. Why don't you both get some help for being such psychotic creeps, Mike Sherman.
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Uhm, no Todd, G told me you called her after I left and you didn't remember anything except that we had a fight. You had a blackout.
Hang on, Lucy! Whao, whao, before this gets out of hand. Todd's not a big shit talker and I never pressed for the dirty details. Likely, I called him trying to figure out what was going on when you called me essentially from across the street at a very early hour, said something about needing sunglasses and a phone and invited me to brunch. What would you do if someone called you?
Some people are like Slinkys.. They are not good for anything.... except it makes you smile when you push them down the stairs.
:rofl: You have inspired me to hack the quote generator back into place.
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I'd like to see this thread in comic book form.
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As for Todd, if he doesn't stop drinking and raging on people (I am not the first person he has physically attacked in a drunken rage with murderous threats), he will end up in prison. I think I know who you are, and I think I understand, or at least I used to understand, when you say "I see the God in you" to Todd. But godamn if I am going to take his insults on my character anymore. Fuck off with that, Todd. You taught me many lessons, and utter impatience with abuse is one of them. You strike me, I WILL strike back, and it will not be in person because I will never be near you again, you really did scare me that bad.
It sounds like he was defending his home and protecting his child to me. At least he actually let you inside, which was a huge error in judgment on his part, especially if you showed up unannounced and at midnight. Not to mention you already have a history of making threatening phone calls to him. I wouldn?t have even answered the door, but instead I would have called the police.
Beth, get rid of your animals and check yourself into a mental hospital before you hurt yourself or someone else. I mean this with all sincerity, and not as an insult as you had accused other people of using it in an earlier post. I truly believe that's how every person in this thread had intended it also.
Also, please stop calling me.
Huh? Is someone impersonating me? I have spoken to you exactly once in the past month or so. I left some messages on your machine in the few months before that asking for a couple of favors. I don't want to cause any stress for a pregnant woman, so I haven't called you because my life is a mess and you don't need any part of it. I am not in danger of hurting myself or anyone else, I just cuss a lot on the phone when I am talking to certain people, so I won't talk to them anymore. Lesson learned. Peace out, best wishes to you and yours.
You've left a few messages of rambling, incoherent, paranoid tirades on my machine, also. In the past 7 months you've probably called like 4 times, I know. I just can't help you... I?m sorry.
Please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers, though...
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Damn Straight!! Good idea, I'll even submit the drag racing story for the third or fourth issue. I even have a printer that I know I can trust. Does anyone have any graphics software or can anyone point me in the direction of getting one of those Light Pen Scanning Boards (don't know what else to call them) where you trace the stuff out on the glass and it shows up on the monitor and you use the mouse to do fill ins, shading, deletions and stuff?
I for one feel we all deserve to make some money off of all the shit we've been put through. The way I look at it, the more people contribute, the more shares they get, but of course in the spirit of kindness we should set up a fund for Joe Mama's sorely needed treatment. Who knows? If the comic book is a success, she'll get the best treatment known to man and become the next Oprah Winfrey.
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Uhm, no Todd, G told me you called her after I left and you didn't remember anything except that we had a fight. You had a blackout.
Hang on, Lucy! Whao, whao, before this gets out of hand. Todd's not a big shit talker and I never pressed for the dirty details. Likely, I called him trying to figure out what was going on when you called me essentially from across the street at a very early hour, said something about needing sunglasses and a phone and invited me to brunch. What would you do if someone called you?
Uhm, no again, G, I remember the phone call even if you don't. You said "Todd called, he's really worried about you, he said you got in a fight and he doesn't remember what happened". That was nice of Todd to worry about me. He did have a blackout if he thinks the fight was in the kitchen, and if he wants to call physically attacking someone easily 100 pounds lighter than him a "fight", yeah, whatever.
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Credibility is everything.
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/credibility (http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/credibility)
Not everyone is this story has it. And we ALL know it. Previous behavior shows us that one of you is spiteful, malicious, delusional, manipulitive, compulsive and Paranoid. One of you fail at making a viable case, because of previous actions. One of you has Cried Wolf too many times.
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Credibility is everything.
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/credibility (http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/credibility)
Not everyone is this story has it. And we ALL know it. Previous behavior shows us that one of you is spiteful, malicious, delusional, manipulitive, compulsive and Paranoid. One of you fail at making a viable case, because of previous actions. One of you has Cried Wolf too many times.
Incorrect. The truth is everything.
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Credibility is everything.
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/credibility (http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/credibility)
Not everyone is this story has it. And we ALL know it. Previous behavior shows us that one of you is spiteful, malicious, delusional, manipulitive, compulsive and Paranoid. One of you fail at making a viable case, because of previous actions. One of you has Cried Wolf too many times.
Incorrect. The truth is everything.
Truth is subjective and subject to editing. In a cognitive psych class, we once did the classic experiment where two people acted out a scene and then fifteen minutes, an hour, a day, and a week later we were asked to recall details of the event. The memories changed and were subject to persuasive arguments from those who were "sure" of what they saw. Usually they were just the loudest or most aggressive personalities, and the end results as to what was perceived had little to do with reality.
The TRUTH??? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!!!!
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uh no Beth - it is you that has a mental illness. Aren't you tired of being and seen as a whack job? Bob is a great guy....known him since we were on our phases together. Hey, Beth, got a idea for you. Why don't you just take charge of your life. After all, you are the one that lives inside your head...you are the one that sees and feels all these demons, not us. Grow the fuck up....be an adult...deal with life. It aint that difficult.
Bob lies over and over again, and then he can't understand why he gave me the creeps. It was really too much to see Anne get on here and say that Bob told her I said she tried to drown herself. I don't get whether Bob thinks that is really funny, to spread lies, but he lied to me repeatedly, and he got on here and lied again about me. Why don't you both get some help for being such psychotic creeps, Mike Sherman.
The ONLY reason I brought that up was because Bob emailed me very recently and told me that you had told him that when you guys saw each other. I wasn't sitting around worrying about it all this time. He brought it up so I asked about it. If he lied about it, I'm sorry Beth.
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Stop mumbling, I can't hear you.
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Credibility has absolutely Nothing to do with Truth.
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Credibility has absolutely Nothing to do with Truth.
Alright already!!!!
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I think that we should let this thread die. No more of this nonsense.
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yeah, crazy for trying to clean up after pigs! :lol:
You sure seem to have one big ax you're just grinding away at.
Isn't all of this history now anyway? If you're being stalked and all the shit you say is true...than maybe you got more to worry about right now than something that happened a long time ago. Give it a rest already.....and then get some help
It's not history, is an abusive prick. He didn't deny physically abusing her, yet he gets on here and sides with Bob, who has also been abusing her with his sick lies. It's about time someone slammed both of them. Bob always smelled bad to me, and now that I have seen him in action with the lie about Anne trying to drown herself, I know why. Why do you people always side with the real assholes? As though people who get abused should shut up and take it forever. Go fuck off with your pathetic "get help" comments, you blind pig. You smell like Carmel.
Why are you writing as if you are someone else? Is he still physically abusing you?
No? Well then I guess you would call something that happened in the past HISTORY. If you can't even grasp that basic concept, then you are never going to find any peace.
You just keep going over the same episodes over and over and over.. and that is what is truly pathetic.
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Right you are. I learned my last from dating another survivor. We flew back and forth to see each other and one night they went beserk on me. I was thousands of miles from home and on the person's dime.
I don't even know why I'm back here posting. My life has gone to the fuckin toilet and I guess I'm a sucker to surround myself with others in pain.
I stopped coming to this board because I kept reliving str8 to the point it made me have a nervous breakdown.
Beth, I know we are no longer friends but I really feel you pain and hope life gets better for you.
Hell, I hope life gets better for all of us miserable fucks on here (no insult intended), but shit why after all these fuckin years are we all reling this shit. It's an obssession with all of us.
I have traveled to other states just to meet other survivors and rehash our pain from that place.
Please somebody, pleae tell me how do any of us ever fuckin heal from this shit? When does it go away? Never?
My fiance thiks I'm a nut when I talk about str8 and thinks it was nothing compared to him being in prison. Maybe not, but it's obvious that place has fucked us all up even if we are one of the "lucky" ones considered to be high functioning.
Geezuz this shit is so painful to read here. I thought when I found this place I would heal. I didn't. I regressed.
krystene
Jesus Christ....this entire thread is proof that people who chat on the internet should never meet in person until they REALLY know who they are dealing with!!
Come on....letting a total stranger ( who appears to be fucking crazy folks) spend the night at your house? Just because you both happened to be in straight when you were kids? Dayjerk...you're just lucky she didn't kill you while you slept. I'm not saying that I actually think this Beth person is a murderer, but I am trying to make a point here.
By the time you have allowed someone you don't know into your life..it's to late. Which is painfully obvious after reading this thread because it would appear that all this happened years ago but now for some reason is being brought back up.
Not that it matters, but my advice would be to stop responding to her
or anything that she posts. No matter what you say, she will only take that as encouragment and honestly, if I were you or Anne or whoever else she's talking about, I would NOT want anything to do with this person. Period. End of story. She needs help and the kind she needs is not going to be found here.
Flygirl
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Right you are. I learned my last from dating another survivor. We flew back and forth to see each other and one night they went beserk on me. I was thousands of miles from home and on the person's dime.
I don't even know why I'm back here posting. My life has gone to the fuckin toilet and I guess I'm a sucker to surround myself with others in pain.
I stopped coming to this board because I kept reliving str8 to the point it made me have a nervous breakdown.
Beth, I know we are no longer friends but I really feel you pain and hope life gets better for you.
Hell, I hope life gets better for all of us miserable fucks on here (no insult intended), but shit why after all these fuckin years are we all reling this shit. It's an obssession with all of us.
I have traveled to other states just to meet other survivors and rehash our pain from that place.
Please somebody, pleae tell me how do any of us ever fuckin heal from this shit? When does it go away? Never?
My fiance thiks I'm a nut when I talk about str8 and thinks it was nothing compared to him being in prison. Maybe not, but it's obvious that place has fucked us all up even if we are one of the "lucky" ones considered to be high functioning.
Geezuz this shit is so painful to read here. I thought when I found this place I would heal. I didn't. I regressed.
krystene
Jesus Christ....this entire thread is proof that people who chat on the internet should never meet in person until they REALLY know who they are dealing with!!
Come on....letting a total stranger ( who appears to be fucking crazy folks) spend the night at your house? Just because you both happened to be in straight when you were kids? Dayjerk...you're just lucky she didn't kill you while you slept. I'm not saying that I actually think this Beth person is a murderer, but I am trying to make a point here.
By the time you have allowed someone you don't know into your life..it's to late. Which is painfully obvious after reading this thread because it would appear that all this happened years ago but now for some reason is being brought back up.
Not that it matters, but my advice would be to stop responding to her
or anything that she posts. No matter what you say, she will only take that as encouragment and honestly, if I were you or Anne or whoever else she's talking about, I would NOT want anything to do with this person. Period. End of story. She needs help and the kind she needs is not going to be found here.
Flygirl
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YO BETH, YOU WILL LET ME KNOW IF THIS IS A LIE RIGHT?
From what I have gathered, our "Mistress of Misery" was PULLED from the program after less than 3 months. Does this qualify someone for Vetern Status?
Let me put this another way, Straight Inc. was used by a lot of dumbass parents as a cheap ass alternative to traditional treatment for Mental Illness. It carried FAR less social stigmatism to have a "druggie" child than to have a child that was completely batshit. Plus Straight gave the parent all those way cool Parent Raps, and coffee and doughnuts, and ya got to stand up with a microphone and humiliate your child in front of hundreds of people who accepted you and called you their 'freind.'
It did'nt matter that the kid was already self-medicating (pot) and had found something that made home life and teenage years bearable. What mattered most is that the parent once again felt like they were 'in control' and that folks is the biggest lie ever told because NO ONE's behavior, no matter how severe or disturbing ever deserved the drastic measures of "treatment" that we were all put through.
We cannot turn our backs on the fact that several clients of Straight should have been under the care of licensed Mental Health Professionals. Susan Silva spent 13 days in Milton Roy, tried to leave group and purposely swan-dived onto her face, breaking her nose and laughing defiantly as she was taken away to the infamous "Think Room." From there, she tore electrical wiring from the walls in an effort to kill herself, and after one more day she simply "disappeared." Them fuckers never even let her change her bloody clothes last I saw of her. Tony Paracelli was another person who sure as hell did'nt need Straight. He even stayed at my home as a foster brother after making 3rd phase. His parents were paying DAMN good money for him to be there. Even someone as cement headed as Doug Hemminger could see that this guy's elevator would never reach the top, but there he was nevertheless.
Tony got so fucking bad, they would only call on him near the end of a rap, so that lunch, dinner, or excersise could change the subject fast enough to cover up the fact that he had lost his mind completely. It was especially hard on me, because he was now a part of my "family unit." It finally reached the point to where Staff decided that the best course of action was to drive him to downtown St. Pete and put him on a Greyhound Bus to Seattle Washington.
This poor guy was from Baltimore Maryland, but his parents would not take him back and he had turned 18. He was ''shipped out" in February of 1979 and we never thought we would see him again.
'Lo and behold, one breezy Tuesday morning in April during spring break, Tony just walks INTO Straight through the Anvil Street side garage door like he just got done taking out the trash or something.
Much like you Beth, Straight was all he had. He could'nt give it up
after all that abuse, all that humiliation, it was still the only thing he had going in his life. He made his way from the other side of our continent and it only took him 2 months. What drive, what neverending fury.
I think I understand now. You said once that you knew I had the answer, but forgot where I put it. You were right. I wanted to tell you this sooner, but was afraid to lose you as a friend. Simple playground rejection, but seeing how you lost yourself along the way, there is no friend in you to lose so it does not matter anymore.
What matters is that a 36 year old WOMAN decides to step up to the plate and take a fucking swing at a game called LIFE instead of sitting on the bench making excuses and letting countless others go to bat for you. By the way, YOUR UP NEXT!
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YO BETH, YOU WILL LET ME KNOW IF THIS IS A LIE RIGHT?
Bob, did she tell you that I tried to drown myself and that it was because of your lawnmower post? Look guys, I could really care less about that stupid post. But now it seems, at least on this point, that our girl wasn't far off the mark about some of the lies that have flown around here. It never did bother me except that it came so out of the blue. I just didn't get what your big beef was with me but you explained that recently in a PM and I'm sorry that you felt hurt or rejected. You said that the post was, in a round about way, intended to "help" me (in addition to just plain ol lashing out). It just gave me the creeps. Ya know, like how staff tried to "help" us by calling us names to "help" us realize how awful we were.
From what I have gathered, our "Mistress of Misery" was PULLED from the program after less than 3 months. Does this qualify someone for Vetern Status?
Of course it does. Why wouldn't it?
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Uhh, was that Krystene S? from 1986*
Or, Krystene = WC?
I'd like to hear from either of you.
~Withdraw