Psychos and Liars

So I celebrated a little too soon, hoping it was done. My bad. Of course the psycho, pictured above, showed her stalker tendencies and read the page again. I probably shouldn't have given it a look see, but hey, LOL, I did! OHHHHH, I stalked back!
Of course she was nasty, but I was surprised at how really brutal she was towards a man who is supposed to be the love of her life. She really made him sound like quite a bastard. Is he? Sure, he certainly has been. I suppose the difference is that I always said so to his face before I wrote it. But then I'm not a coward. She was also so disrespectful towards Mrs D, and her comments about a woman who she denied shelter to ring incredibly hollow. Do I feel guilty about having dated a married man? Yup, it's the latent Catholic in me. Mrs D wasn't living at home when I met Mr. She was in Springbrook for the beginning of what was to become a diagnosis of progressive frontal lobe dementia. AND she was there for about a year. When she came home, a year after he and I had met, we broke up for a time as we'd both agreed he needed to really give an honest effort to being a good husband. Six weeks into our separation, he called, in tears, because it was clear that although the Dr's had done everything possible for Mrs D at the time, she would never be a wife to him again...never a helpmate, never a lover, never someone he could share his heart with again. She was altered by the course of her disease, and even though she was still able to work, it was clear that it would be a short time before that would end as well. I think that's when he and I first became more than lovers, and really started becoming friends. We talked then of everything, and we tried to stay apart, but being someones lover is a hard thing to stop for mere friendship. And so he asked if we could resume, then, and I caved because in my heart I really did love him. Again, over the course of the next 4 years I became a companion to his wife, and I grew to love her very much as a person. And so yes, I did take her in when she had no place to go because the psycho, as I've said before, wouldn't do it, even tho she, at the time, was the supposed "girlfriend" of this man that comes with so much damn baggage. ( see "My Guardian Angel") I certainly didn't do it to gain his trust, I already had that. I've always had that. It's why, to this day, I still maintain his passwords and accounts. Perhaps that's what's always pissed her off so, because he's never trusted her and when he thought he might start, she'd do something stupid to fuck it up.
So I sent Mr her blog, because whenever I'd been harsh on him, I'd sent it to him since I know he doesn't read these. But if he's ever starred in a blog, I've always been courteous enough to let him know about it. I figured she'd at least do the same since she threw him under the bus, but since I wasn't sure, and I know she specializes in the hit and runs (notice on her page she's deleted every last blog she's ever written except for the last vitriolic post, and an article meant as an attack on my child). So I sent it to him letting him know I was surprised he'd be OK about her talking about his wife in such a manner, or by making him out to be such a total and complete ass. I don't much care about her attack on me because my friends already know and support me. As you can see, from the photo above, my stalker is also a fat chick. Yet she always resorts to trying to poke me about MY weight, and there is only about 30 lbs separating us. LOL. She even has the same number of chins that I do. Yep, psycho, you're FAT TOO. LOL, and I'm quite sure that, at lifestyle parties, the BBC gets YOU by too. Of course, on that matter, I've had more success on my own than when he and I were together, so that point is moot because again, in the lifestyle, the friends were MY friends. Friends that I still see, friends that I'm still intimate with, with or without a mate. They love ME because of the trouble I've taken to be honest, caring, thoughtful, and funny with them. Yes bouncy lady J? (I know ur reading. LOL) As far as accepting a man's lies and infidelities...hmmm, pot calling the kettle black there. He's lied and cheated on you more in the past 6 months than he did on me in 5 years. And you've accepted it, taken him back, AND paid him to stay in a relationship with you. LOL. I guess that must be YOU being desperate and insecure, huh?
Anywho, I got a phone call tonight, and guess who? LOL. Yep, it was Mr. He actually called to apologize. I'd thought about what I'd do if he ever called, and swearing at him and hanging up was pretty high on the list. But I wasn't raised to do shit like that, so I listened to what he had to say. I vented, in a HUGE way about how he'd left things between us. I mean for real...if you're gonna throw a damn tantrum and shit on someone, then do it when they are cognizant, true? I told him that if in all the time I'd ever needed friends, it had been after my surgery when EVERYTHING had gone awry, and he hadn't been there. He apologized again, and told me my timing had been bad. LOL back to that convenience thing. We talked for a very long time, and I told him to verify some stuff for me, so that he could see the extent of this psycho's stalker shit for himself. I explained the page counts to him (no Ryder's Mom, this concerns before your click-fest hon!!) LOL. And I pointed out that regardless of my content, she proved herself a psycho stalker by the very fact that, unprovoked, she AGAIN came to this page and AGAIN and AGAIN, and AGAIN she keeps coming back. He told me he's been still keeping tabs on me, unbeknownst to me, and now the ball is in my court to be friends again or not. I feel good that I got my piece in there, and maybe it's just my need to have the last word. LOLOL.
So I end this like this. I am a fat chick, and proud. I'm beautiful. I'm a good mom, a great friend, and an awesome girlfriend, as Malcolm sits here and agrees. We wish Mr the best, again. Happy trails to you and yours, and please keep me updated on Mrs D. I love her. I also want to add that I did pick on the psycho's weight in this blog because the truth is she is a plus size girl, a BBW. She IS beautiful, at least the shell of her is. Being a big girl will NEVER make me feel poorly, or insecure, or ashamed. I LOVE who I am, and the people that know and love me, well, including Mr per his own words tonight, love me just the way I am. I thank Malcolm, too for his unbridled lust as I ranted these words to him, making me love who I am, and HOW I am even just a little bit more.
I'm sad that none of you will get to read her rant. I wanted to post a link to it for everyone, but, again, she's shut it down and done another hit and run, even deleting all the friends from her page. Just goes to show you the extent of her cowardice. Good luck with all that Mr.