A few days ago I felt like I could take on the world again! I was positive, had energy again, and felt good. Things were starting to fall into place as well. Things at work were starting to get better...easier for me. Then, I posted in my Facebook group about feeling pretty good and...I get a friend request I hit 'delete' as I don't know this person. Next thing I know I have a reply to my post and it's him...saying that he friend requested me. So I caved and accepted...this gentleman believes himself to be a witch, excuse me indian shaman, going as far as to tell me that in 2011 he killed a man using a death curse. All I could say to that was, "all I asked was why you friended me?" His reply "I think I can help you, and I've read your posts, they call to me." Soooo, "red flag, RED FLAG!!" Things progressed to the point where I have left the group...he had a lot to say on that matter...and I have blocked and unblocked this SOB three times. What is wrong with me?? Everyday new red flags pop up...my therapist doesn't like the sound of him, going as far to say that he sounds like a predator and I agree!! Now he he's pushing me to meet him...he get's royally ticked off when I tell him no and I say to myself "Tabitha, if he can't abide by 'no' now, then when it really matters he won't either....run girl!!!!!" I'm feeling stupid because any of the times I had him blocked I should have just left him blocked. He scares me in a way that my attackers never scared me....this man screams rapist and I can't leave him blocked....I have to tell my therapist that I wasn't strong enough to complete my homework...blocking him.
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