Pyrrsefanie
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Joined: 9/18/2007 From: NEW HAMPSHAAAAAAH! Status: offline
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My biological father stalked me for years (which is what led to me changing my name and social security number and moving the Hell out of my last known residence without telling anyone where I was going). During my pinup and burlesque days he somehow acquired photos from shows, websites, my MySpace, not necessarily in compromising positions but just wearing lots of black or having oddly colored hair. He got into my email somehow and copy and pasted letters to my girlfriend at the time, compiled it all into a package, and threatened to send it to every other member of the family. Finally found out that the fucker had people following me, which is how he could find out where I was and what I looked like and all of that. He had recruited his sister-in-law to pose as a girl my age on MySpace and get all sorts of information and photos on me even though my profile had been set to private. My stepbrother was the one who got into my email, and oddly enough before I changed my social security number it appeared someone had freaking erased information about me, so that getting a cell phone or my own apartment was near impossible for a long time, so I had to stay put. One day he got a hold of my phone number and called me with the same crazy threats and saying he was going to drag me back with him and I'd never be able to leave again. I was about to hang up on him when he recited back the address I was living at with my mother and threatened to kill her... and then I fucking snapped. Screamed at him that if he wanted a fight, come fucking find me, I'd be waiting, and that if he wants to "out" me to the whole family, go ahead, because I'd tell them first, and oh, I'd been recording all of these conversations and I didn't think the rest of the police department he worked for would appreciate threats against his wife and child. Never heard from him again. I've since gotten enough headway on him that he'd never be able to find me if he tried, let alone when I get married and score yet another name change. But I wish I had never let it get to that point before. Go to the police, file a restraining order. He's making threats that he is easily able to carry out and they don't look kindly on that shit. If you're part of a local scene, you may be able to get some protection that way. Record all of your conversations. And honestly if some guy randomly showed up to me with compromising photos or video of a member of my family trying to blackmail them I'd punch him in the face and tell him to get the fuck out. I can't say all family would be like that, but first reaction would likely be "Who are you and what are YOU doing to my little girl?" Above all... good luck, and I feel for you.
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