Yes, I have been. A number of times. At least four times by different strangers, that was what I've observed/ realised.
But by someone known to me, that is something new, and something really frightening, depressing and made me full of hatred at the same time. I even noticed that my sense of the environment changes had diminished. I no longer enjoy the flowers on the trees, the chirpings of the birds, and the music of the rain.
No, it's not the same as stalking blogs. it's absolutely very, very different, okay?
Does it make any sense at all, to get this type of life? Being emotionally tortured is something far worse than pain inflicted physically. Or that is what I'm thinking.
They say, life is always full of ups and downs; and therefore, I always take bad experiences as lessons.
I've always believd that things happen for a reason.
But never have I imagined myself being stalked so badly that it emotionally drained my life in everything. It drains so much, even at this much mature age of mine.
I finally cried so badly today. Very badly. Yes I admit here, despite my ego-ness. It wasn't intended at all, but I do worry that I will succumb to depression.
And this is also when I learn, the freedom of life is something we have always taken for granted.
Something so priceless, and yet, takes so much for granted. So much the same as someone able-bodied to become someone disabled. or someone that is sick from a healthy state.
I am thankful with many wonderful friends that worries about me- it's very sweet of them, especially when I am in such a dire state. But, I really can't rely on you all always and become a liability. And I really don't want your sympathy, I only require solutions from brainstormings. Three people asked to accompany back home today. So sweet. Thank you very much. I really appreciate you guys so much. *hugssss*
But I turned down your help, because I really needed time to be alone to reflect and regain energy again.
I even FFK one at the very last minute.
Sigh, so abnormal of me; someone who hardly FFK people because promises must always be kept. But I can't be bothered about keeping promises at this state.
And as far as you all know me, I am someone who never wants to ma fan anyone at all, because it is just too annoying.
To the stalker, I will make you pay for what you've done to mine and my friends' lives!
I will not be soft-hearted and care about your future anymore- should you brainlessly repeat your action again.
This is what I pledge!
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