The 7th of August is nearly over. Today is the twentieth anniversary of the day my father-figure took out the first (of two) restraining orders against me. The psychiatrists told him that if he did that, I would get over my "fixation" on him. Next month I will send him a Father's Day card...just as I have done every year for the past two decades (aside from when the restraining orders were in place).
The psychiatrists were wrong...but (E) believed them because they were the "experts." Now my entire attachment system is so scrambled, I'm not sure if it can ever be unmuddled - especially if I can't find someone to help me with the muddle.
My brain is so muddled and my heart is so broken, I'm really not sure if either can be healed now. (E) was the first person to take legal action against me to keep me away from them. Nine months ago someone threatened to do likewise...and there have been oh-so-many people in-between who have done the same. What is WRONG with me? Why is it that I can connect so well in the virtual world, and yet here in the real world no one can stand being close to me for too long? Why is it that all anyone wants from me is my absence from their life? Why is it that so many people over the years have got angry when I say "I love you" to them? Why is it that so many people over the years have told me that I make them feel icky when I hug them (which is why I don't do it any more - either in real life or in the virtual realm)? Why is it that Fred told me I don't know what it means to love? Why did he tell me that I am creepy and weird? Why did (S) tell me that I am a leech and a parasite? I do not understand...I simply do not understand. I don't mean to be bad - honest. I just don't understand. 
@Former-Member are you the @Former-Member watching over the ocean tonight? It's stormy out here tonight. I just need to bunker down in my shell and ride the waves don't I. I'm tired. I miss my Father-figure. I miss everyone who was a part of that world. His daughter was my best friend. I miss her. I miss everything about that life which was so very very long ago.
Thank you for thinking I'm an ok human being @Former-Member, and thank you for watching over this stormy ocean. Night.
