Fuck you. Fuck you for intentionally stalking me for a year before approaching me. Fuck you for approaching me and asking me out with a fake name, fake phone number, fake persona. Fuck you for your lies. Fuck you for cheating. Fuck you for the gaslighting and emotional manipulation. Fuck you for not ever leaving me alone when I begged you to just stop interacting if you don’t really want me. “I don’t know why I can’t let you go”. Yeah you did. You hated that I saw who you really were after awhile. You hated being called on your shit. You hated that I knew things about your sexual preferences bc of my status on social media. The fact that I was upfront about what I spoke about on my platform was a mistake. Sharing anything about myself was a mistake. Your paranoia of me saying something about you and outing you was more important than my mental and emotional well being. I would have never just like I didn’t with anyone else I spoke of. You treated me like dog shit and then you strangled and beat me. To get out of your charges you then created a situation in which I get arrested. You carry on after I’m trying to move on without you by harassing me online, creating profiles calling me vicious names, calling me and texting my from burner numbers to set me up, calling my probation officer, sending me messages on dating sites, doing whatever you can to prevent me from speaking about who you really are. Nothing but incoming harassment was found in my phone yet I’m STILL facing the possibility of returning to jail because of you. At this point I am seriously considering ending my life because at least if that happens my child will benefit from what I can leave him after I’m dead. That’s the other person you’re terrorizing by the way. I can’t do anything for him in prison. You’ve pushed me to not want to live. I guess you win. Good for you Jeff, you win. You’re free to go destroy the lives of as many women you’d like to without your “image” ever being tainted.