Maybe it's Me!

I am well aware that I attract a lot of weirdos. Not sure if it’s just my luck or if it’s in fact me, but either way I have had some crazy run-ins with some not so emotionally stable men.

Just to give you some examples I have had an ex come try and beat up a boyfriend I had at the time, and let the air out of my tires when I did not allow him to use my car. I've had an ex stalk me from thousands of miles away. He is constantly bombarding me with text messages that read "I love you," "I miss you," and phone calls that all have been rather annoying more than threatening. I have ignored them and then tried responding thinking maybe he will understand if I outright demand that he stops trying to contact me, but all to no avail. But I realize that when you're dealing with crazy people you have to keep in mind that they do not think the way normal people do, so you cannot assume that what is common sense to others will be common sense to them.

I have also had some rather questionable experiences with complete strangers. While driving home from work one day I looked over to my right only to have some strange man taking pictures of me with his camera. It wasn't just a small digital camera. This was a professional camera that clearly could take a shot of me picking my nose from miles away. Now I love to take pictures like any woman, but with my friends and family, not for some weirdo who didn't even ask me if it was okay to take my picture in the first place. So I did what anybody would do and held up my hand to block the shots and put the pedal to the metal once the light turned green. I laughed as I peeled off because that's what I do when I'm in an uncomfortable situation. The only way I could rationalize that situation was to convince myself that it was normal. If I'm going to be famous one day, I have to get used to people wanting to take my picture and the paparazzi following me. Oh the things we tell ourselves! But, how else could I have made sense out of that situation?   

I've had some drunken encounters with men proposing to me and offering me their genes…yes babies, which I guess was sweet, but I kindly declined by saying “no thanks, I'm good,” and excused myself from the awkward situation. The most recent would be the promoter who seems to be stalking me with a very special skill of what seems to be teleporting.

This promoter will be nowhere in sight and within a snap of a finger I will turn around and he's right behind or next to me. He always seems to find where I am out of a huge crowd and then tries to play it off. When I finally try to acknowledge his presence he then stares at me with this blank stare like he's processing his thoughts....for what seems like a bit longer than it should take him. There have been times where he texts me asking me my whereabouts. When only for me to reply, and then receive a tap on the shoulder within minutes and to my surprise, it’s him. My thoughts were if you were planning on swinging by where I was at, then maybe you should have at least told me you were on your way there, but nope he just shows up and says hi as if that's normal.

I have learned that there is a really fine line between crazy and emotionally unstable because the two seem to go hand in hand, and most, if not all my exes seem to be both. Now that I have dated these slightly deranged men and have had the chance to see what I do not want in a man, maybe it’s time to start dating men that possess the traits that I'm looking for....I just don't know where to find them so let the search continue!



Smooches,

Bella