Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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Mass Delusions For Everyone! You Can Have One Too, Free of Charge!

My apartment was broken into. The perp made no attempt to take anything but he put much effort into making his presence obvious. Footprints in every single room. Awkwardly rearranged furniture. And a rose on my bed.

I am scared. I do not feel safe, but there is not much I can do. The cops wrote things down, which I am pretty sure were just a formality, and will collect dust starting after they left my place. I have no concrete idea of who it was, but I am almost positive it was my stalker.

What to do next? I have done all I could possibly do, and one thing left is: giving up. If he wanted money, he would've taken it already. If he wanted to kill me, he would've done it. After all, he has been stalking me for over 5 years. So I am just here, falling asleep only after I have a safe grip on my phone and on a tennis racquet.

But one thing I could do, is go to a therapist because I am imaging this. My ex, from whom I have not heard for over 3 weeks, because he needs the time to think of why he left me and how to propose to me once he comes up with the reason why he left, proposed this genius idea. He, a mental health worker, knows that I have no stalker, that there is no websites, that nobody broke into my apartment. He knows all this, and it is in my best interest to check myself in a mental joint. Hmm, I wonder if they have enough space for the cops and my friends who obviously imagined seeing these things with me. Mass delusions, anyone?

3:05 p.m. - July 05, 2009

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