Slightly annoying. Very stressful. Ever present.
From my attorney's latest letter,
"citizens have already had their fill of out-of-control police officers spraying handcuffed citizens like cockroaches,"
I admit it. I enjoyed that. And it made me want to go to court. REAL BAD. And 20/20. And where's my Lifetime Movie deal?
Something called the "heartbalm statue" was brought up by retard's attorney, which, my atty has responded to by saying that we can sue in spite of that. (It says you can't sue for a broken heart, in essence.) I'm offended he brought it up at all.
That's not why we're here, and let's be clear about it. This isn't about me being pissed we didn't get married. This isn't revenge and this isn't about punishing him or his family.
The man committed violations of our civil code for which the law provides a remedy. (For one.)
The man crossed all lines against human decency. (For another.) And no one did anything about it.
The man is running around free and clear to do it again. He has no deterant. If anything he's been shown his actions have no consequences. His power as a peace officer has been maintained. He can continue to freely victimize people.
I can't make him be fired. But maybe I can motivate to hesitate before the next time. Is that enough? No. But it's better than nothing.
He has cost me THOUSANDS of dollars in therapy. He forever changed and destroyed my life. I'm sitting here reading about cases of these women... can't be alone with men, can't go in public. They won [in court]. I can't live my life. He purposefully, and with malice, victimized me. By law, I am entitled to be restored to the state I was in before his actions. That will never happen, or it will take years. But they can try. (With duct tape, and money they can put me back together. Starting with my credit card bills for therapy.)
I told him I had depression. I told him I had been harrassed by another man (an ex-cop at that), and that I had been molested. And he went for it. With gusto. He was senistive, and caring, and used me when he needed me. He told me he was depressed and suicidal and needed space for his own sanity because he knew I would understand, when really, his wife was on his tail and he was trying not to get caught. He knew I would be overly concerned and would do whatever he said because I overly related to what he was telling me.
He financially benefitted from our time together. Not to flatter myself too much, but he physically benefitted too. He had the daily pleasure of my company as I drove 90+ miles a day to visit him on duty wearing that fake name tag. I lost money in gas, wear and tear, time, gifts and who knows WHAT else as he persued the fraud.
I haven't read this in a long time, but I used to have it memorized:
Infliction of Emotional Distress--Elements.
--For purposes of the tort of intentional infliction of
emotional distress, outrageous conduct is that which exceeds all bounds usually tolerated by a decent society, and is of a
nature that is especially calculated to cause, and does cause, mental distress. Ordinarily mere insulting language,
without more, does not constitute outrageous conduct. Behavior may be considered outrageous if a defendant abuses a
relation or position that gives him power to damage the plaintiff's interest, knows the plaintiff is susceptible to injuries
through mental distress, or acts intentionally or unreasonably with the recognition that the acts are likely to result in
illness through mental distress. Moreover, the extreme and outrageous character of the conduct may arise from an abuse
by the actor of a position, or a relation with the other, that gives him actual or apparent authority over the other, or
power to affect his interest. The extreme and outrageous character of the conduct may arise from the actor's knowledge
that the other is peculiarly susceptible to emotional distress, by reason of some physical or mental condition or
peculiarity. The conduct may become heartless, flagrant, and outrageous when the actor proceeds in the face of such
knowledge, where it would not be so if he did not know.
Someone left a comment and said I should listen to the song "Over you." But, I'm not. I'm not over my Matty. This person? The one I'm suing? It's not him. This guy is looney tunes. I don't even know who he IS! This guy is a freak show! A sociopath! He is a totally different person to me. It's not him. It's... I don't know. The closest I can come up with is perhaps an evil twin? LOL My Matty... I loved my Matty, but he is dead. He is never coming back and I know that. I will always miss him (I think), but he is gone. He's like Prince Charming in Cinderella... he was a wonderful fairy tale for awhile... I loved him so much... But he's dead.
Have you ever heard the expression, "Sometimes your knight in shining armor is just a retard in tin foil,"?
Pass the tin foil.
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