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STORY # 0019 |
Where should I begin....I actually have quite a few "psycho magnet"
encounters that I could write down but I have tried to think of the
best, so here goes nothing.
I met a cop off of the Internet about 3 years ago who lived in Ashland
Missouri. I was living in Columbia Missouri at the time but have since
moved to St. Louis. (trying to get rid of those psychos, you know).
We met at a gas station in Columbia and everything seemed to go fine.
We exchanged phone numbers and he called me later that day. Now,
before I continue...I must say that WHY I chose to date a cop is
beyond my knowledge. But I did and therefore have this lovely story to
share because of it!!!
His 1 phone call turned into 4-5 phone calls a day, which at first I
really didn't mind. I mean hell, at least I knew he was interested. We
continued to call each other on the phone frequently and started
seeing each other on a more regular basis. He was having problems at
work (was accused of having sex on the job, harassing girls, following
them home, etc.) he had shared these "stories" with me so I assumed
(never "assume" anything, eh)? that they couldn't be true or he would
have kept me in the dark about these accusations. Well, little did I
know. He ended up losing his job with the police department and
according to him, was because he failed to respond to a call. He says
that the officer under him had turned the radio down, but the other
man said that "Jack" had turned the radio off to have a little phone
sex with someone other than me. So, with the job lost and trying to
pay child support on 2 children from a previous marriage, who felt
sorry for him? Bingo. I did. I was buying a home in Columbia and told
him that he should move in with me. That he could pay half the house
payment and it would be easier on the both of us. I helped him move
his items from his apartment in Ashland, and we slowly made the
transition from his place to mine. I was helping him put things away
one day, and he told me to go to the store and buy some things and
that he would finish. I figured, what the hell. I could use a break
and it would be nice to get out of the house for a few any way. When I
returned, I found that he almost completely redecorated the living
room and the bedroom. Now, I wouldn't have minded him putting his
pictures up, etc., but he took almost everything of mine down and
replaced it with his. Pictures of my children came down, and the ones
of his went up in their place. My Native American "decor" came down
and his Seattle Seahawk memorabilia went up as well. When I came home,
I was in total shock. I asked him what he had done with my things, and
he looked at me with a blank stare and said, "We won't be needing them
anymore, and besides I needed a place for my things." In a nice way, I
told him that we needed to talk about this and that a compromise was
in order. After having this talk, I said screw it and basically gave
him the living room and moved all my things to the bedroom although I
did put the pictures of my children back up in the living room. The
longer we were together, the stranger his behavior became. If he were
at work (now working as a security guard at a local hospital) he would
call at least 6 times during his shift to make sure that I was home.
If I wasn't, I got the 3rd degree when he arrived. There were even
times when he would come home early to make sure that I was there, and
no one else was.
He really was an odd individual. He could not stand any type of
affection whatsoever. If we were in bed together, I got 5 minutes of
"snuggle" time and after that time was complete my hand(s) had to be
completely off of him and he would turn his back to me. No holding
hands, he always walked in front of me (wayyyy in front of me) and
didn't even like me sitting close to him on the couch. When he would
come home he would always check the caller id, hit the redial button
on the phone and would check my email. Yes, he would demand to have my
password to access my email so he could check up on me that way as
well.
Towards the end of our relationship when I finally realized that he
was "seeking" others via the lovely Internet, he had told me
that he loved me and was in love with me and then 1 week later told me
that he shouldn't have said it. That he loved me to a certain degree
but wasn't "in love" with me. I told him that I couldn't take it
anymore and that I would move from MY home into my parents house until
he could find a place of his own as long as it was within a month. He
didn't want that. He wanted to live as roommates. And just pretend
that we never had feelings for each other. What a joke!! During this
time when he was looking for another home, he continued to call my
cell phone asking where I was, what I was doing and who I was doing it
with. As if it were any of his business at this point. After he moved
out, he would constantly drive by my home (after I had moved back in)
and just sit outside the house and stare inside while sitting in his
car. He even at one point told me that there was nothing that I could
do because he had a lot of friends that worked with the Columbia
Police Dept. and if I did try to report him they wouldn't do anything
about it. Another time, he had came by my house early in the a.m. and
realized that my keys were in my car & decided to lock them in. I, at
this point, had my phone turned off because I was in the process of
selling my house so I had no way of calling anyone for help and all my
neighbors were at work. I ended up walking 3 miles over that one.
Another time, he came by the house and stole some things of mine out
of my yard, just out of spite. There are so many other things that he
did as well. Just use your imagination, and I'm sure he was guilty of
it. He really left me to wonder if there are any "normal" people out
there, and what exactly the word "normal" means. Or perhaps, it's just
the whole meeting someone off the Internet thing. Who knows. All I do
know is that I MUST be a psycho magnet because he was and is 1
psycho!!!!!!!
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