The Holiday Horrors

If there is one primary objective a stalker has for the holidays, it most definitely involves ruining yours.  After all, how dare you have a moment or two of joy while your stalker is wallowing in a sea of self-pity, and loathing those who allowed him to end up there!  This justifies every nefarious deed the stalker schemes up during the times normal people are enjoying a cup of holiday nog and trimming the tree. 

Why can't they just let it go?  Because deep down inside that tiniest vapor of soul they have left, they know that they fucked up a really good gig they had with you.  Stalkers cannot fathom the idiocy of failure; after all, they perceive themselves as a super-hero or a deity to be worships by the common people.  And you had the audacity to trip them up - you made them "look" bad.  For this, you will pay, pay dearly, and then pay some more. 

There is one thing every criminal profiler knows - the weakest point of a stalker is his own self-righteousness.  Stalkers will protect their "hero" persona above all else.  If they know that you have the power to strike back, they might back down, but only if they have enough self-control to do so.  The irony here is how much of it they lose without the wall of stability you provided for them.  The best they can do is to keep playing the game of cat and mouse. 

The question then becomes:  who is the cat and who is the mouse?  With stalkers, it seems that we are the ones who must keep the control.  Our attitude of confidence must overpower any fear-mongering tactics used against us.  The douchebag must be kept on the defensive, so to speak.  How can we serve his ass to the fool on a silver platter?  As he thinks up his dirty little deeds, we already have a counter-attack planned. 

Bring it and we will reflect it right back atcha! 

Announcement:

NFL Player Engagement says:

NO MORE!

Way to go guys!

Court-Ordered Visitation: A Daughter's Hope

     Today was the day her father was coming to visit.  In the midst of all the chaos surrounding her over the past several weeks, she hoped this would smooth things over.  Maybe he would start focusing on her instead of her mother.  She missed him a little too.  Yes, he had done some awful things; but he was the only father she had. 

     It started off kind of rocky, as he paced back and forth on the sidewalk in front of her house, talking on his cell phone.  She was anxious, and this was not helping a bit.  Finally, he rang the doorbell and her Aunt cautiously opened the door.  He hugged her for an extended time, as he looked over the security alarm box.

     He wandered out to the kitchen, helping himself to a cup of coffee and two packs of cigarettes, while he surveyed the window alarms in each room.  Then, he summoned his daughter to sit upon his lap and tell him all about the past month.  Whenever he asked questions about her mom, her aunt quickly responded with vague answers.  They played video games for about 5 minutes in a fruitless attempt to change the subject.  Tension was building as the purpose of the visit was forgotten by him.  He began drilling her Aunt on legal questions and requested that she collect some legal paperwork for him.

     When it was finally time for him to go, he announced that he wanted to see her newly decorated bedroom upstairs.  Knowing her mom was up there, her aunt stepped in front of him and said no.  He quickly figured out why and started speaking loud enough for her to hear.  After a couple minutes of touting his "lessons learned" during the separation, he walked out the door.  His daughter watched as he slowly disappeared from the sidewalk.  Her relief was visible, as was her confusion over the entire ordeal.