It’s Not You, It’s Me

I have this investigation going on at work and although I could probably name nearly everyone in the entire building, (I’m exaggerating) I didn’t. I only named a handful of people who might be able to produce evidence that would get this man to stop harassing me.

I have asked the person leading the investigation if it was possible to request that nobody lose their jobs. It may not seem like it but that is very important to me. It has been from the very beginning and I’ve been very vocal about that.

My brother called me a few days ago and told me that one of his colleagues wants to help me pinpoint where this online stalking is coming from. This guy specializes in dark web activity and is itching to see if he can sort this out for me.

It’s only a matter of time.

Through this mess I’ve realized that I have a gift for reading people. It’s not necessarily the person I can read. Sometimes it’s the way other people interact with them. It’s the situation and how it relates to me and the people around me. Throughout this ordeal I’ve gone back and forth many times thinking “I think they finally believe me.” This has been going on for almost three years, (at least two) and sometimes I really can’t tell if someone is being sincere with me or not. The last confirmation I’ve gotten was that absolutely nobody believes me. I see little glimmers of hope from time to time but they have always turned out to be false. I’m saying this because you’ll need to forgive me if I don’t want to interact with you, any of you. I’m not that good at reading you. I forgive you and I want to feel safe interacting with you but I don’t and I won’t until this is over.

I’m praying for a good outcome and the thing that stands out to me most clearly is forgiveness and mercy. That is my goal whether it seems like it or not.

Again, it doesn’t matter if you believe me, the law will decide that, but I thought I’d try to eliminate some of your worries if I could. That would require trust.

Have a good night and thanks for reading