It seems so strange starting a new blog. I had a somewhat established blog for a few years…Fabulous With Glitches. But for some unknown reason I had a stalker. Yeah, Me, out of all people. Nothing to stalk here. I’m not ALL that. Believe me. It got completely out of hand and this guy just wouldn’t let go. Thanks to Google, he found out where I work, my social media accounts, the blog, my cell number, etc. I would get threatening e-mails, texts, phone calls at work, etc. He was someone from my past. We were actually friends a long time ago. This guy would talk in fucking riddles and name times and places…… If you were to speak to one of my good friends, my husband or a family member, they would tell you I’m pretty fearless. I felt very afraid with this situation. I had no control over it. When I have no control over what someone can do to me or my family, it fucking frightens me.
So. This is how I landed here. There’s something about starting over again that feels liberating. A fresh new start might be just what I need.