I rarely blog here anymore. I pop in from time to time because someone asks me a question, and I want to link them to certain links on my blog. This blog is still here, because there are people who care…
And then there are those who come to visit this blog out of pure spite. Ahem.
I have a very sick, very sad ex who found this blog by being sneaky (as in going through my computer)… And ever since, they visit this blog leaving mean, hateful, spiteful comments. If I post about bad things going on in my life, they laugh and mock at me. If I post about good things going on in my life, they are spiteful, hurtful, and vindictive in the words which they say. There is no way to block them, and apparently, they get their jollies by doing this, and will continue to return no matter what under numerous different names/aliases/anonymous comments.
When I left from blogging, I said it was because this blog was doing me more bad than good… Now you all know the truth behind why I left. Why I stopped blogging.
True, blogging about the past was bringing up memories that hurt… This blog allowed me to heal, it allowed me to move forward. Even through the most painful of posts, it allowed me to get it out, understand it, and move on from it. This blog helped me more than any psychologist or psychiatrist ever did.
All that being said… I have made some absolute AMAZING friends from this blog. I have found people that are safe to share with and confide in. I have found people who care about me for reasons that no one ever cared for me before. There are people I can now turn to and not feel as though I have to sacrifice the person I am, and the person I have became.
Those who KNOW me, know how my life has turned out. There are good times, there are bad times… There are times in between. But life… is life, and it’s moving forward at the speed of sound. We never know where tomorrow will lead us… but I do know this, I am happy. Life is good.
And for the ex? The one who is so sad, so pathetic that they must continue to stalk me out years later? Please move on with your life. Here’s the 5 minutes of attention that perhaps you were looking for from me. It’s the last bit of attention you will ever get from me. I pray for you.