Friday, July 9, 2010

Alison sent me an email explaining what happened a couple of years ago with Molly. Her obsession isn’t sexual. As Alison said, Molly has strong feelings about gays that vastly differ from her own. She’s just an obsessive nut who can’t accept rejection very well and feels the need to stalk and harass Alison and those she’s friendly with.

I had 4 numbers to try for Laurie and 4 for Michele, the staff member I had a mild crush on, and the teacher I liked at Valleyhead. I got an answer at two of the Laurie numbers, but they were the wrong Laurie. I got answering machines on the other two Laurie’s, both of which sounded like older women that could possibly be her. I’ll call back some other time. I only called one of the Michele numbers and got an automated message, but never left any messages on any of the machines.

Marie apologized, again, for going off on me. And again I know she can’t help herself at times, but don’t always understand why it’s so hard for her to keep in mind that I can’t spend hours and hours doing email. But I also don’t have her disorder and so I can’t fully understand it and how it works. Because she hasn’t harmed me and has never given a shit that I can’t keep a schedule and that I have the driving phobia from hell, something that many people seem to have a problem with, I haven’t dumped her or anything like that. I just hope she’ll one day stop taking things personally and stop taking my having other things to do as rejection. My having to work doesn’t mean I love or care about her any less. That’d be like saying I no longer love Tom because someone in town had blueberry pancakes for breakfast. What’s one thing got to do with the other?

I slept from 4pm to midnight, got up and went about my usual routine. I answered emails, checked my work account, showered, ate, etc. Then oddly enough I ended up napping from 5am - 7am. Naps are something I very rarely take. I dreamt I inspired someone to learn Spanish during this time after explaining the basic rules of the language to them.

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