Stalking Is Not Love: The Stalker Calls It Love . . . I Call It Stalking

Hi my name is Marie Jones and to get started I will tell you a little about me prior to the stalker. The reason for this is so that you understand me and the sometimes not easily understood reasoning of how I have handled certain situations in my life. My upbringing plays a large part in certain decisions I have made as an adult. I don't know why I've always had the issue of placing others happiness before my own. I have a problem hurting people even if I am left hanging unhappy in the balance. At times it is so beyond me how one can misunderstand whether by choice or perception what another is saying or meaning. A person can tell another that they love them and mean it with all their heart and be understood in a way that another did not mean it. On the other hand one can love another and dislike the other's actions and it doesn't deter the love they have for the other in the slightest. They perhaps just wish situations would change, that which turns out would make for a perfect situation or relationship. By the same token one can tell another they don't love them, nor or they attracted to them and they think the other is mentally insane and need to be chemically balanced with medication. Why on God's green earth would anyone want to be in a relationship with a person that don't like or love them? I have lost weight that I cannot afford to lose and hair that I am ashamed to tell anyone about. Thank God for weave! Stress is a battle that I don't need or want.