Weird, I get a recommendation to visit a forum and I poke my nose into damn near ever thread. It was productive because I related to alot of the discussions, but then about 4 weeks ago I came across a member's posts that were reminiscent of this lady "Sasha" I know. What really caught my attention was the fact that she believed I had been reading her posts since day one...nope. Maybe it would of served her better if she could hold a real sincere conversation without the compulsive lying or contradicting herself, especially with someone that tried to overlook her reputation that precedes her and generally cared. No sane person would want to invest themselves in a relationship (platonic or otherwise) where the other individual is constantly threatening to end it. Fast forward a day or two they act like nothing ever happened-sounds a little borderline/histrionic if I knew any better. That goes along with that mystery women that was doing that creepy stalky s**t that even knew my name, lo and behold even that strange women told me not to talk to her anymore lol who else do I know that treats me like that when she's in a piss mood, besides having the same gray sweater and the same staring problem. It's ironic that Sasha did all that when I was still crazy obsessed with her, f**k me for having reservations because she threatened to get me fired from my job when I already had enough on my plate. s**t, even a brief apology would of been enough. I even warned you about that one b***h way before she started telling everyone you were a whore and had a personal pharmacy amount of anxiety medication. Irony is that karma was a b***h. How about that situation where a guy you were messing with at the time started some bs rumor and you were in the background talking s**t. Yeah, Cap Vic was the one who spread that s**t, told me himself when he was drunk and he also put that Frito lay guy on speaker phone and told me all kind of stories about that guy and you. I also had to tell him to cool it when he was sending pics of you in group messages. But you know what that's none of my business. You said a while back that I haven't done anything for you, could it be because trying to talk to you is like talking to a brick wall...one that's gonna fall and crush me. You know what, I always found myself missing you, more so than I let you know in person because at times you make me feel like the subject of a joke when you're constantly painting me black to your best friend of the hour, just like you did to Joe and Vic.