Yeah I’m tagging your various aka’s so you’ll see this. See me.
God you are so false, so fake, so full of yourself.
You’re married to a man but call yourself gay?
You forgive the woman who had an affair with your husband but have no forgiveness for me because I refused to take shitty treatment from that creep Corry.
You told me you hated living alone in your apartment and told me to stop contacting you to see how you are and to back off. But in your blog you said you LOVED living alone. So which one is the lie?
You post your feelings for the world to see and people follow you and then you stop blogging and change when someone you don’t want to see your words sees them.
You’re a living, total, fucking contradiction.
I realize you are damaged. Molested, raped, bad marriage, gave up a son to adoption. But all that does not give you the right to run roughshod over other people’s lives, their feelings, their security.
God from the very first moment we had contact you lorded it over me. How I felt I had made a connection with someone and I just wanted to reach out in my own way so I called directory assistance and found a publically listed number for an actor and left him a message. I don’t know who ratted me out on The Pretender board, if it was Lois or someone else. But it was no business of yours. All you had at the time was a Yahoo Group. But then we tried to become friends. Then I mentioned what had happened to that psychopath Suzanne and again you were all over me. And then she turned against you too. And we were friends again.
And then Corry and I were friends when you and I were friends and not friends when you and I fell out. The two couldn’t be separate.
Why did you even come to Toronto. I wonder why you just didn’t stay in Hamilton if it was only to see him. I wanted to be your friend, I really did. I realize that I wasn’t a good hostess after the fact. At the time I did not have much money and a lot of debt. I probably seemed that I wasn’t empathetic to your story but I was afraid of saying the wrong thing. I felt you were a deer in the headlights and if I said something you’d stop talking. However damaged I am for different reasons, I was not molested, I was not raped, I never had a child that I had to give up for adoption. I did have a great deal of empathy for you.
And after your separation from Alan I was concerned for you and wanted you to be ok. But you wouldn’t let me. So we agreed to take a break. But now you say you loved it so I guess it was just me you wanted rid of. Which is why it’s curious that you sought me out first after the break was over.
It’s funny that you’re such a feminist but it’s ok for Corry to pretend to like me for a booty call and then disappear. Did you set it up so you could have a laugh? Did you plan it out over the phone before hand and did he report back every lurid detail even though we had a firm agreement I thought that he would never tell you. Glad I provided you entertainment. Glad you feel it was ok to hurt me.
It wasn’t the first time he had treated me like crap when I finally told his g/f what she was letting herself in for but that was the enough to finally break the camel’s back so to speak. I’d be really surprised if he hasn’t fooled around on her. A leopard just cannot change their spots like that. But if he has, great for her. Maybe he found a woman who made him want to be a better man.
And then I write you and tell you I hope you are well and you block me. Wow. The hatred still lives.
That’s ok. Because I FORGIVE YOU BECCI. I forgive you for every false judgment, every lie, every blog you wrote about me and then locked, every time you bore false witness against me or cut me off and then welcomed me back, every time you laughed at my expense or told me I’d end up alone and lonely. How much joy you seemed to get out of hurting me. BUT I FORGIVE YOU AND FOREVER RELEASE YOU BY THIS BLOG. I feel cleansed and released.
I truly hope that one day you will be healed and not feel the need to hurt other people. I hope your marriage remains happy and safe for you and I hope Noel remains healthy safe and happy. She was a nice girl when I knew you.