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So, I’ve been thinking… February 9, 2009

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When viewed as a whole, the events of the last 5 months have been pretty shitty. And over the past week, I’ve been mulling it all over, debating over how exactly I needed to “process” said events:

On the one hand, what happened is more than a little embarrassing—I’ve never considered myself a “gullible” person, or one to easily have the wool pulled over her eyes. Especially not when my “bullshit meter” was on rapid-fire on more than one occasion. But I chose to ignore the annoying pinging of the radar, and I put my trust in someone. I trusted that he was who he claimed to be, that he felt what he professed to feel, that he would do what he vowed to do. In the end: I was duped. And that, my friends, is embarrassing. While I pride myself in being real and honest here on the blog, I think I feel like a big enough idiot as it is without welcoming scrutiny from others as well.

On the other hand, what happened PISSES ME OFF! Do I think this guy deserves to be “outed”, exposed for the liar and slime that he really is? Hell yes! Have I been suppressing the urge to erect a giant, flashing-red neon sign with an arrow pointing to his little corner of the internet that says “BEWARE OF THIS MAN!” !? Absolutely!! But unfortunately, good doesn’t always triumph over evil…at least, not in the way we think it should. And if I were to lay it all out there for the world to read, all the gory details exposed…well, what would that accomplish, really?

In the end, I came to a good conclusion:
I’ve been told by more than one person that I shouldn’t be embarrassed. That my belief in the honesty and goodness of others is a GOOD THING, and the fact that it bit me in the ass this time around is not a reflection on me. But it certainly does speak volumes about just how big an asshole the other party involved is. And THAT, my friends, says more than I ever could. In the end, he is nothing: not worth my energy, my time, or another thought from my head. So why would I give him the audience that a series of blog posts would bring?

The bottom line is this: I’ve erected this new blog home for myself to start FRESH, away from the drama and the turmoil that would likely have haunted me for a while had I stayed where I was. I’ve successfully (I think) extracted myself from a bad environment, and planted myself in a better one…so tainting my new blog with remnants from the old one would be counterproductive. So the whole story probably won’t come out here any time soon…the people that I care about–who’s opinions of me are what really matter in the end—they already know the whole story. And I know they’ve got my back no matter what.

So here’s to good things! To recovering my mo-jo! To standing up a little straighter and making a fresh start!

The Beginning of The End February 2, 2009

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I’m not an idiot. Nor am I clueless, out of touch, or naive. No, I am none of those things…but I would say that I’m a deep believer in the idea that people are inherently good and kind. Never before has my belief in the general kindness of humanity bit me in the ass more than over the last several months.

Almost immediately after I started blogging, I “met” someone. I can’t remember exactly how I stumbled across his little section of the internet—-probably linked from a link from a link. You get the idea. But the blessing (and curse?) of online friendships is that there’s a built-in safety bubble. You can find yourself deeply entrenched in the hilarious details of another person’s personal life: you’re laughing with them, crying with them, RAGING at the world with them. BUT, there’s a distance there. You’re not accountable to them…you don’t really know them, after all.

So what happens when the built-in safety bubble bursts? What happens when the online friendship becomes a REAL LIFE friendship? When the person on the other side of the computer screen becomes a voice on the other end of the telephone line? And eventually, a flesh and blood person on the other side of the dinner table?

Sometimes, what happens is bliss. Sometimes, a nightmare. And other times, what happens is just…bizarre, beyond belief, something out of a Lifetime Original Made-For-TV Movie—-and not the kind based on the steamy Nora Roberts novel on your bedside table. Believe me: I’d take the Nora Roberts version over the kind I lived through any day.

All I can say before the gritty details of my story unfold over the days, weeks, and months ahead is this: if it hadn’t happened to me, I would NEVER have believed a word of it.

Allow Myself to Introduce…Myself February 1, 2009

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So here’s the deal: I’ve been blogging regularly since November 2007. It is something that I thoroughly enjoy, and over that time I have come into contact with some really interesting characters across the bloggosphere. I have even MET a couple of those interesting characters. And while my interaction with most have been positive–if not downright hilarious–there is one person in particular that I would rather not hear from ever again. Which is why I’m here.

In an effort to completely vanish from this person’s radar, I’ve changed my email address, blocked his number from my phone (which luckily will also block his texts), and have had to abandon my beloved blog. It really sucks that because this person turned out to be a twisted and troubled individual, I have to uproot myself and change my life in order to escape the situation and take back the control that I’ve lost over the last 5 months. But I guess that’s how stuff like this works…

Over the next several days, weeks, and months, I will likely be re-posting some of my favorite blog posts here on this new site.  In the meantime, here’s a bit about me in a nutshell:

I turn 30 in exactly 28 days.
I live in Seattle.
I’m an Executive Assistant downtown.
I have a cat that I love–and no, I’m not a crazy “cat lady”.
I often drive to work, even though the cost of parking in Seattle is atrocious.
I don’t like beer or skiing, which often alienates me here in the Pacific Northwest.
I have a wicked sense of humor and like laughing at people that fall down.

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