Thank you, excellent link. Good point, how does one respond when called a psychopath? Natural response is defensiveness. I am not here to humiliate you. I know you loved Julie. I know she was a person you allowed into your inner circle of trust which likely consists of zero. She understood you, which most people do not. She had a huge heart and an ability to see the beauty in everyone; a rare trait to find. Where did you go on your first date?
Ok fair enoughOriginally Posted by Boston Babe 73
Fixed
I'm also not a big fan of people barging in and claiming they know it all just because their friend's cousin's boyfriend from the 80s was diagnosed with *insert here*
Still love ya and still hate this guy.
ETA: wtf is going on in this thread
"The love for all living creatures is the most noble attribute of man" -Charles Darwin
We met for the first time at the Embassy theater to watch the first star trek remake.
She wore a blue jean skirt with a white top and I remember she just talked and talked and talked.
I was a bit nervous. We had talked online for two years before ever meeting and I remember feeling so relieved how comfortable she felt around me.
She used to make fun of me for how I instigated the first kiss.
I walked her to her truck and right before she left I said "what.... no kiss"?
.... so cheesy.
... can't remember anything she talked about but on our second date we walked around downtown for four hours. I felt like we were both trying to get lost together.
Third date was dinner and I remember saying goodnight to her again but that time she had a look on her face that I have never seen before.
I can't explain it other than I felt like she was holding back something.
She was holding back while all of her guards were down...
Fourth date was the beach.
At one point we napped together on the beach and when I woke up, I noticed she had moved to my other side.
I pretended to be startled when I made it apparent that I woke up.
I think I wanted her to feel like it would have surprised me to see her not there ...
I really wanted to connect with her more and more.
On the fifth date she sat on my lap in my office after dinner...we just talked and kissed and kissed and talked. I told her that I loved her and that I think she's absolutely perfect.
It was at that moment that she said... "well... almost perfect".
I asked her what she meant and she said..."I have cystic fibrosis".
On our sixth date we laid in the back of her truck looking up at the stars. She feel asleep and that was the first time I could hear the crackling in her lungs.
When she woke up, I told her that I loved her and that no matter what happens ... I would rather spend every chance I get with her than ever missing one minute.
God how I wish I had stayed strong enough.
Lol...I wouldn't be offended even if the gif wasn't transposed.
I feel like you are the internet circa 2004. Full of live journal prose. I bet this is some terrible writing project for you.
Says the person who apparently sucks at trolling
Aw shnapz!!
Gooble goble gooble goble one of us one of us. t(-_-)t
Trolling?
Live journal?
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet_troll
I think live journal was popular when I was in the 9th grade
I thought you were going away? You always have to have the last word huh?
"The love for all living creatures is the most noble attribute of man" -Charles Darwin
Need to sleep now... this thread is getting more weird everyday but at least it's still about Julie.
Won't be able to get it out of my mind that they got their flowers and jewellery back with the exception of the ring I gave her.
I thought you were young, why bedtime so early??
Gooble goble gooble goble one of us one of us. t(-_-)t
Jesus. No one wants to hear the entries in from you diary, Nicholas Sparks
Also, smart move going after an Olivia (an admin), that'll sway people your way
Do you ever let anything go? Maybe you should feel special that the ring was with her even after death. You can sort of spin that as it represents the never ending, love that knows no bounds. You prefer to cause a fuss with her family over it and try to present it as a slight towards you. Evidently, you spoke with the family before or at least during her funeral. You could have asked for the ring then. They aren't mind readers and they didn't know of the deep meaning this ring had. You gave that ring to Julie and her family has no duty to give you any of her stuff.
Do you understand or feel empathy? You come into this young girl's life and her health is fragile. You have this amazing love and you and Julie go off into the sunset to play house. It's no happily ever after tho and you describe depression, drug use, lack of intimacy and you left her for a stripper because you had baby fever. It sounds like the two of you were living in poverty and frequently fighting. How fucking painful can that be for Julie. I'm sure she knew that babies were probably not in her future. Her family knows the pain you caused her as evidently you lived in their home with Julie. That sort of contradicts the picture you painted early in this thread about how neither family offered up help to the struggling couple. You seem to rewrite history. Julie may have forgiven you enough to allow you space in her life, but her family has not.
You have all this unfinished business about your relationship with Julie. It lacks closure because you never let it go. You're obsessed with punishing her family and settling the score.
You admit and the brother seems to back up that you and Julie frequently fought. If your behavior here is any indication of how you deal with conflict, I'm sure an argument with you would be hell on earth as you tend to resort to name calling and put downs. I'm sure you are unaware of the pain you cause people. The amount of manipulation shown towards stripper mamma and using poor Julie to do it, shows how you live your life. It's a game.
Get some therapy. Maybe you can learn empathy. Unlike Julie, you will probably die old and alone.
Mary I'm out of reps butexactly
Allow me to clarify a few things....Mary I'm out of reps but
Didn't know she was a stripper until the end of that mess.
Julie and I NEVER fought until way closer to the end... of that.
Who gives a shit about a ring!?
The family never got her remains back but they get their " cheap" jewellery as Jon calls it and flowers???
I have more empathy than I'm sure most of you;
Just another thing I feel no need to prove.
I love sharing Julie's story.
Anyone notice that I'm the only one doing it?
As I've read before maybe it's not story book.
Maybe it's liken to a bag made for douche;
Flippant wording from someone who has been a writer for most of their life.
Seems like everytime someone drags me back into this, half of you are silent and the other half are looking for "gotcha" moments.
I lost someone very dear to me.
I don't see a point in talking to any of you any more.
You're telling your story, not Julie's. And we can only hope you really do fuck off for real this time.
Janean may have very well have been a psychopath but I have a new found respect for strippers.
... and before any of you get any ideas. I'm positive she didn't take her.
Out of respect for Julie let's never mention her again,
Olivia you're either a real cunt or an 8 year old child. Being that you're up at 4am, let's go with the former
I was Julie's whole world before we broke up and its my biggest regret that I didn't realize it until it was too late.
It's something I'll never forgive myself for.
It's not 4am in Australia dickhead.
I really shouldn't allow myself to be bothered by anything any of you say.
As angry as some of you may get, this is still new to you.
I'm thankful for having an outlet.
So many people close to me have asked that I stop talking about it and move on.
Really wasn't raised that way.
Not to mention that those people are just as much outsiders to me.
I wish the media hadn't equated my love for obsession. She deserved better
I was madly in love with her but may have been "obsessed" with the idea of impossible things.
I keep getting dragged into this because I'm so much a part of it but it's awful.
I guess I really can't share our story.
Just gonna keep it to myself.
The monotonous exaggeration of it's stories. Smh.
You can talk about Julie all you want. It's the little-boy tantrums that are wearing thin.
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