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doormouse
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Triple Sigh.
The psycho ex-boyfriend I managed to run off two years ago is back in town. Neighbors called me at the office at 9 AM in hysterics to let me know that X was casing my house. Slow drive by; checking things out - at a time when anyone would know I wasn't home. They made a point of making sure that he saw them see him, then called me. And me not even sure the house was properly locked.
So I told my boss what was going on and ran home. Checked everything out, put the dogs in and secured all the locks. Then I got clever. Called the police and filed a suspicious activity report. Gave them a description of X and his car. Went to my daughter's school and gave the descriptions to the principal. Called the boys to let them know to keep their eyes open.
When I picked up the Girl, I told her what was going on and she informed me that she's been watching for him for a couple weeks. Just had a feeling.
At which point I went into denial and tried to tell her that maybe he was just passing through town and thought he'd check out the neighborhood. Mind you our town is off all beaten paths. No one just "passes through". Same is true for my street. You're only here if you have a reason to be.
And my dear girl said "No Mom. That's not what's happening. He's going to come to see you." That's what you get for trying to teach kids to buck up to reality. (whop there goes gravity!)
Well, the neighborhood, the school and many coworkers are on alert and will let me know if they see anything. And Girl and I have a plan in case he does show up.
I told her that I'd rather overreact and look like a fool than underestimate the guy.
I'm surprisingly unafraid. I've been preparing emotionally for this for 2 years. Just in case. And to break the programs, habits and emotional blindspots that made me vulnerable to a guy like that in the first place.
Big Irish asthmatic sigh. Bed time. Peace out.
The psycho ex-boyfriend I managed to run off two years ago is back in town. Neighbors called me at the office at 9 AM in hysterics to let me know that X was casing my house. Slow drive by; checking things out - at a time when anyone would know I wasn't home. They made a point of making sure that he saw them see him, then called me. And me not even sure the house was properly locked.
So I told my boss what was going on and ran home. Checked everything out, put the dogs in and secured all the locks. Then I got clever. Called the police and filed a suspicious activity report. Gave them a description of X and his car. Went to my daughter's school and gave the descriptions to the principal. Called the boys to let them know to keep their eyes open.
When I picked up the Girl, I told her what was going on and she informed me that she's been watching for him for a couple weeks. Just had a feeling.
At which point I went into denial and tried to tell her that maybe he was just passing through town and thought he'd check out the neighborhood. Mind you our town is off all beaten paths. No one just "passes through". Same is true for my street. You're only here if you have a reason to be.
And my dear girl said "No Mom. That's not what's happening. He's going to come to see you." That's what you get for trying to teach kids to buck up to reality. (whop there goes gravity!)
Well, the neighborhood, the school and many coworkers are on alert and will let me know if they see anything. And Girl and I have a plan in case he does show up.
I told her that I'd rather overreact and look like a fool than underestimate the guy.
I'm surprisingly unafraid. I've been preparing emotionally for this for 2 years. Just in case. And to break the programs, habits and emotional blindspots that made me vulnerable to a guy like that in the first place.
Big Irish asthmatic sigh. Bed time. Peace out.