My stalker, who some of you may have guessed, is the wife of the man I had an affair with. An affair that ended years ago, but is still haunting me to this day. Parts of it should still haunt me, but the fact that it’s 4 years later and she is still coming up with new lies to tell people, telling people things to get attention. That part is the worst part. The newest lie is posting on her own journal about a baby she lost and talking about a cancer scare she had supposedly because I gave her HPV. Problem is she already had that cancer and had an ova-hysterectomy before I even met her husband. Not having a uterus kinda makes it hard to have had a baby die. Lying to your husband about a disease you don’t have to make he feel sorry for you and to make me look evil is just horrible. Trying to get sympathy from people after you read about my own miscarriages and can’t bare for me to be anything but a monster. Those things make you at least as bad as me.
I would be more angry except I know all the lies your husband told you, the lies he still tells you. The two of you deserve each other. Despite what I did, the people I hurt, as least I never lied to get sympathy, you have the monopoly on that.
Sorry for the rant but this has been a long time coming and seeing that his wife wrote a horrible post filled with lies when I was mourning the death of my child, I sorta snapped.
Of Taylor Jamie, Sept. 13, 2012.
Just so you know this site tracks views and search engine queries. So I know when you have been reading my blog.
So since she apparently reads here, this is your last warning. Any more comments to me or about me and I will be contacting a judge.
I have tried to say this to you before, it did no good. I am trying again hoping that it will make a difference.
I am sorry I put myself in your life and in your marriage. I am sorry your children were hurt by my actions. Words can’t express how deeply I wish I could take it all back.
I am begging you, please stop writing about me and to me. This is effecting my health and my mental state.
I promise not to post anything about you anymore or to you…though I may still post about after effects of the affair. Please I really cant havr more days like this.
Dear (crack) pot,
You talk about how little life I have, but how in the hell would you know what I do with my time if you weren’t checking up on me just as I do you? I have made exactly 2 posts about you or your husband in the whole time since I made the stupid mistake of getting involved with your spouse. How many posts have you made about me? How many lies have you told people, embellishments and obscuring the time frame of events in order to get attention and sympathy?
It’s been 3.5 years (not 4) and I haven’t attempted contact with either of you in that time. Yes I read your posts on various sites (like you did in order to know I was reading yours) the reason I do this is cause I am keeping track of how often your story changes (I have screen caps of every post you have ever made on the site), just in case you want to try to spread lies again to the police. Do you realize your own inconsistencies in your story? You have at least 3 profiles on the site and can’t keep up your story on any of them. How many times is it that your husband and I slept together? You have claimed once, twice, and more. You have claimed it was all protected, never, and a combination there of. I would advise you worry about your own story, rather than what I am doing with my life.
As to your comments about my life. I left my ex, not the other way around, and I did it cause he was an abusive asshole. If you meant my current partner, he isn’t a fuck buddy, we will be married in a few months and are actively trying to have a baby. I have a life I am happy with. I am sorry I hurt you and yours, please live your life and stop trying to reach out to me.
I want to live my life, drama free or as close to it as possible. I am sorry for the actions I took and the things I did that hurt people. It was over three years ago now. I have respected your wish for NC since you asked for it, never reached out, not once. Why won’t you leave me alone? Do you have to keep making up drama? Can’t you just live your life and be happy?