My claim to fame was when I gave my resounding yes to this man I have been with for the past 5 years. Although, I was pretty much aware that he appears on TV commercials, I was not too keen about it. Really, I did not make a big fuss out of it. I made him wait for almost a year before I have finally decided to hop into this relationship and little did I know that there are envious eyes watching us.
Come February 2004, my seemingly foes just sprung from hell and they made it a habit to hound me non-stop. Over the years, I have learned to deal with them, ignore them and go about my usual business but not until a couple of days ago when I received a phone call from a woman, shouting at the top of her effing lungs and threatening my life. I'd be lying if I say I was not terrified. I mean, this psychopath just threatened me!
I have never cried so much in my lifetime before this psychopath's call. Makes me wonder - my last name is neither common nor famous, my savings and earnings combined will still not make me to the Forbes' List and the last time I checked, I never took someone or something from her. This psychopath is my man's greatest effing fan and she's running after me!
Sheesh!
After gathering myself together again, I pulled a lot of strings just so I could nail down this psychopath and I am still working on it. I had to do this alone - the last time I poured out, I was never really assured of anything and only received sarcasm. But I am no longer harboring so much ill feelings about receiving sarcasm of the late. In fact, this experience made me realize a lot about myself - that despite this woman and her accomplices doing and telling me nasty things, I have proven that I really make their life miserable just by being my usual self; that no matter what happens, I am not always alone. I have with me Someone who sees everything and right now, as always, He is my greatest weapon.
Yesterday, I made a huge and inconvenient decision - reaching a point where I am convinced that I have to lay low, get away from the envious crowd and forget about technology - only for awhile. I maybe a technology junkie but I am not a big fan, not anymore. Earlier, I was seriously battling with "Why do I ALWAYS have to adjust for these creeps?!" and lost a lot of water off my system due to excessive crying - which is very ridiculous to me now.
I am good at what I do, I have a wonderful family to back me up, few and great friends who are just as crazy and this man who chooses and plans an ever after life with me. This psychopath may have caused me to panic a little but my spirit is not bruised.
Maybe I should star in the next Eagle Eye movie, yes?
