And so the campaign began

I had them all blocked on Facebook so they chase me over to YouTube and twitter.

I had already by this stage had to close down my jewellery shop on Facebook and my eBay shop . Now I had to make my YouTube and twitter accounts private too.

And all the while they were doing this they were at the same time accusing me of stalking and bullying them. I had been silent to them for a while and was sure they’d eventually get bored.  Especially as one of them in the UK had now also been issued a police warning.

Instead they just changed tactics.

I will explain more in detail in future with regards to the police action and UK harassers when I am certain it will not effect any possible future legal action. For the time being I will concentrate on the ones in America who were doing this. THATS DONE NOW I AM EXERCISING MY RITE TO FREEDOM OF SPEECH…….

Who stalking who exactly?

Poke poke poke.
Get this Lynn I do not care that you breath. I do not care that you lie. I do however find it sad that your life is so empty that still you scrap around the edges of my life sniffing for attention.
I do not care. You are worthless.  I have no sympathy nor hatred.  I am not entertained by your pathetic childish behaviour.
Again the only advise I can offer you is to get help!

Last times advice still stands

Changing your profile picture does NOT make me a liar

And so to prove me wrong you make my hands your profile picture. …….interesting. ……

And the notifications again. ….

Now gale why would you be winding Linda up and encouraging her. …….

Coincidence or de ja vu?

Isn’t it a coincidence that every reblog I make leds to my number one ‘special’ fan checking out their account and following or reblogging.

I guess at least she is now getting to see decent posts rather than her usual nasty lying bullying posts.

It was a pleasure to be of service to you Ms Molinari and thank you so kindly for becoming my 53rd follower. Even though just yesterday I requested you stay away from me. A little behind your favourite minion pet bully too.

Obviously yet again you managed to completely miss the point, which I feel is perfectly clear, as it has been since the day you first decided you had some kind of rights and say over my life……

So if you have something to say get on with it then crawl back under your bridge. But you won’t will you. …..you only ever talk about me and never to me because you can’t lie to me can you?

2 years today

Two years ago today I took this picture of New York skyline.

I had just arrived in America for the first time and the catfish I went to meet had made promises of a great adventure.

This catfish didn’t avoid skype nor calls nor did they look different from their photographs. But their true intentions certainly did not have anything to do with what they had portrayed to me.

This catfish was my friend but wasn’t.  I could trust her……but I couldn’t.  She listened with all sympathy to my worries but was not sympathetic.

This catfish was a liar and a very good one at that.  A cheat and untrustworthy with a complete lack of empathy.  But she could hide those things like a pro.

My memories of America are not great. I can not recall one single thing that would beckon me to return. This catfish had no intention of showing me her country nor anything else much other than her living room and works office.

The catfish had a husband who offered to take my husband shooting but catfish wouldn’t allow it.

Her husband wanted to come for a meal with us and I wanted to treat him for allowing us to stay in his home but the catfish wouldn’t allow it. He was shut out completely the whole time and was openly upset by this.

You see the catfish wasn’t interested in her husbands feelings.  Nor did she care much for our husbands to spend any time together. The catfish wasn’t at all interested in being my friend nor us having a holiday in America.

This catfish wanted one thing and one thing alone. ……. my life! She wanted my future,  my home, my job, my pet but mostly she wanted my husband. …..

She wanted everything I had spent my life working for and this catfish was as sneaky devious and evil as they come.

She risked my health for a cheap frill. And when the mask slipped and I saw the real catfish she could no longer hide the callous evil that hid behind the face of innocence that the mask provided.
Contempt. Hatred.  Bitterness consumes the catfish I met two years ago today in New York.

Jealousy that I still have everything she wanted to take away. Everything she wanted for herself.

And I left her behind.  Walked away and I hold my head high that I may have been stupid but I did no wrong.

Catfish will never have what she wanted from me because to get what I have you have to work for it and work hard for many years. You have to be honest and loyal and trustworthy.

Fake will never be reality…..
Wrong will never be right…….
&
Lies will never be true…….