Sometimes I wish I was in denial again..
Sometimes I wish I was in denial again..
Yesterday I saw the ex-p sitting in the parking lot in the middle of the day. He stayed there for over an hour. It was a nice day and there are VARIOUS places to do work on campus as well as maaany coffee shops in the immediate vicinity ect. Bizarre for him to be lingering in the parking lot he knows I walk to. I was really upset and I told a very trusted professor about the ex-P. He is a social work professor so he is a licensed social worker and a therapist. He has done a lot of prison work and has a lot of published work on criminals. When I told him the story.. leaving out the grotesque details of course.. he was 100% positive that he is a sociopath and a "very accomplished one" at that. He exemplified the fact that he had gotten into my mind and probably knows more about me via cyber stalking/watching me than I even know. I told him about him being in the car behind me on the first day of classes and he said he was CONVINCED it was not a coincidence and that he may very well have been following me ect.
Despite the fact that I've blocked him he still believes I may be in danger. I told him that I'm sure he has moved on to a new victim and he said even if he has, I am the one that is in his sight daily and he has his focus on me.
I'm feeling SO SO SO SO horrible. At times I wish I was still in denial.. it was safer.. it was so much easier to sleep at night. Now I wake up in the middle of the night having night mares about serial killers. It was so much easier when I thought he was just a "little weird" or "an asshole." But full blown sociopath who set his sights on ME!? WTF! What did I do to deserve this? I can't believe this happened. My life motto has always been "everything happens for a reason" but I find ZERO reason for this pain and torture to have been inflicted upon me.
I find it difficult to get out of bed. I don't even want to smile at strangers for fear that I may be inviting a psychopath. I don't want to go out. I don't want to eat. I just want to cry all day long. How can I be falling apart at the seams while he just goes on with his merry day with no hitch? I used to want to be a social worker because I believed in the innate goodness of people but I really DON'T anymore. I wish I never met him, this has been the single handed worst thing to happen to me.
I feel like I'm never going to recover from this. I feel like he stole my innocence.
Gravity
You are WAY safer knowing the
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