the arrest  

charmedlulu 61F
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3/27/2006 7:54 am

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the arrest


...It took three to four weeks, before subsequently, she would be arrested, and charged for a felony charge of malicious destruction of personal property between 1,000 and 20,000 dollars, and a misdemeanor charge of filing a false police report, and she had indeed started the whole process by filing a charge against him. I felt like a yo-yo now...both of them wanted to befriend me, both of them needing me on their sides...eventually I went back to him...but I was leery, I was cautious, and I was very guarded. I for the most part, had no emotional attachment...I didn’t want to spend nights in his home, I couldn’t sleep there because of haunting, daunting memories. He and I continued to see each other, and there came a time, where I felt, that maybe indeed, she had created the chaos...maybe indeed, he was a good man. I worked very hard at building trust between us. I worked very hard, to honor any promises or commitments I made. I worked very hard to forget the past, and move into the future. I explored some of the deepest levels I could explore comfortably with regard to my submission. There were times when I blamed myself for everything going so wrong. There came a point one evening not to long ago, when we were indeed enjoying each other...we had built something awesome back between us...things were for all practical purposes very promising. One night, I noticed some deep scratches, on his upper arms...I asked what had happened, and of course it was just a little accident at work...it took time, but soon it would come to play that he had been seeing her again...throughout the summer...she now having the ppo against her, but the two, meeting, and rendezvousing in any way they could. The scratches, were the result of some type of altercation that happened, one evening, at a bar. They were suppose to meet, but she came with another man. I am not sure of the whole altercation that occurred, I wasn't there. But the bottom line, again charges of assault loomed over his head...of course again they were ludicrous and bogus according to him. Now his efforts were focused on getting yet those charges dropped, and he did so by going for an anger management evaluation...of course, he gathered every tid bit, of information to learn the system before he did that...it was about winning...it was all about winning. Finally I was living in his home...of course, being the nice guy he was...I had my own room... Perhaps that was a simple way to disclose me as simply a roommate...as I knew he was again, up to something. It was now recognizable to me, in every facet. I found him, on line, finding his next victim... I found it quite by accident on his computer...but I did find it, and that was all that counted. Within, about six hours of my knowing the entire story, I was packing my personal belongings into my truck....everything would go with me, as I was finally able to say, I didn’t want anymore chaos. I never entered the relationship to have this type of chaos...and I was nothing, but an object to possess. He was incapable of ever loving anyone. His words to me at that time, were first of all, that he never promised me monogamy...no he didn’t...but he did promise me that I would be safe...that everything would be sane, and none of that was true either. He told me, that my behavior mimicked that of her...of course, maybe in part it did...it was due to the path he led us on. He told me, I was "deceitful, intrusive, and icky", because I now, realized the mind fuck. I now, understood the chaos, he loved the chaos...he thrived on the chaos...and I knew I didn’t. I had been sucked in to the biggest mind fuck I could ever be in...and it was not about me, nor about who I was. I got lost in the chaos, because that is what abusers do...that is how they gain control.
He walks under a new name on AdultFriendFinder...as soon as he feels threatened, he creates yet a new profile, and new name...I have known him for a year and a half, and in that time, I can come up with six names he traveled under. I tried to warn one of the women that I knew he was in pursuit of...but I only come off, as a jealous x girlfriend...so to those who maybe read my story, and understand it...my picture that is posted is from the stairwell in his home. If you want to question it further...and you think it might be he...gaze out the kitchen windows, and ask why these windows are damaged...yes you will see scratches all over the glass from the night, objects were thrown into them...or better yet, lift up the table cloth in the dining room and ask about the gouges, that lie there...all still evidence to a very bizarre, sick story. ...To better be able to put this all into perspective, for myself... I created a dummy ad here in AdultFriendFinder to see if he would bite at it...

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