written by nicki
28.07.2006
You have gone to a great deal of trouble in making sure that most of your posts recently are all about me. You have dedicated so much thought, time and effort to me that I don’t know whether to be flattered or scared. Nobody goes to that much trouble to defend themselves to some one they don’t give a toss about.
Day by day and point by point you write, write, write. Your poor fingers and brain must be so exhausted with all that effort. Is that why your pity party was today? Burnt out with hate and jealousy? Need some loving TLC from your “friends”? The same ones who can see how unstable you are yet feed you to the point of frenzy with screen shots, tales and vindictive comments. I hope it makes you feel special.
Does it make you happy being this way? I doubt it. Your friends don’t help you; they simply fuel your inner need for drama and attention. If you stopped designing for them, then you can be damn sure they wouldn’t stick around. You only have to look at past history to see that.
I first found out that you hated me 18 months – 2 years ago. Forgive me for not remembering the date, but unlike you it meant little to me. I know that while I was working on the radio station, you approached some one and told them that you and your “man” would dj if they got rid of me. Some one is always ready to divulge gossip and bitchy titbits’. Shame you never got to dj and I ended up as a manager.
My offer to meet you was and is a genuine one. Not once did I say on one hand would I meet you, then on the other that I wouldn’t. I was talking about not coming to your site for the fight you had so carefully planned. . How immature would I have been to take you up on your taunts and goads and come there to be attacked, to fuel your insatiable need for attention? I think that was best left to you, as you did it so well. My offer to meet you will always be open. Not to hunt you down, as you predictably twisted it to mean, but to meet face to face and see if the lack of shelter behind a screen makes you a nicer person.
Not once have I named you on my site, not once have I posted a link to your site. Not even this has your name on it. Until your bud came to my site and left comments, did any one even know who I was talking about, I doubt many do even now. Yet at each and every turn you systematically descend in to name calling with vicious attacks and taunts, use other peoples blogs to trash me, use my name as often as you possibly can, incessantly collate information, link every link, use every damn screen shot and horde it all on your site and pc. It seems that your whole topic of conversation and thought is about me. Your obsession with me and everything I do and say all carefully noted down and saved, is getting scary.
Which one of us really looks like the obsessive stalker?
nicki x
© nicki
28 July 2006
