I must have heard Laurie telling me to talk about her family a thousand times in the last week. No joke, a thousand times. You know that means that I know whom her family is, right? If I know her family, then I know her. Case closed. The only reason I know whom her family is, has to do with the restraining order she filed against me. I had no idea that she even had family in the area. It wasn't until she showed me that she knew where I was living and where my sister and her kids were living that I knew she was, indeed, the woman that was stalking me.
I would no sooner talk about her family on here than I would about anyone else that I don't know. I only know whom her immediate family is because she listed them. Mother, father and sister. They certainly aren't in any danger from me, they've heard about me for decades. I have no interest in meeting anyone that has heard about me for decades...especially the things that Laurie and Brian would lie about. No thanks, it's hard enough being around people that do know me better...strangers with a bad taste in their mouths placed there by Laurie and Brian are the last people on Earth that I would want to converse with.
Laurie has this "thing with family/families". She doesn't even spell her last name the way it is really supposed to be spelled. If you look at the petitioner's name on the City of La Quinta's petition, it is spelled the way that the non employee spells it. The real employee capitalizes different letters. McDonalds instead of Mcdonalds, DiMaggio instead of Dimaggio...is the example. No middle name is given so it is ambiguous. Is it this one that has the order or that one. Actually, without clarification by the court it is neither....but Laurie thought it would cover both. This kind of discrepancy is what I am use to. Actually, I'm tired of it. Without due process how in the Hell am I supposed to know which girl filed it? I didn't mean the girl that worked there, I meant the one that doesn't. I thought that was clear when I said that "Lisa has no job", I guess her attorney missed that part. People don't look into the details the way I do. I'm a stickler for the tiniest mishap, because that is usually where you find the biggest mistake.
Like stabbing me with a knife and pretending that she is bleeding, Laurie has taken more swipes at my family and pretends now that I am mean to hers. She's tried to hurt me more times than I know, yet she acts like the victim here. It isn't funny to me to think that since I was 19 years old I was infected and she ran around telling everyone that I was positive and infecting people. That's just not true. I can't tell you how distasteful it is for me to look like someone that would commit "workplace violence" when I'm the one whose workplace had seen violence because of her and because I'm the one that actually works. She is neither a victim nor is she innocent, by statute. It's become something of a game with her to try to turn me into her and somehow turn herself into me. Why? Nobody that I know would ever want to be me. If they knew what I go through every minute of the day with Laurie, they would never want to be inside of my body. I've certainly made the most of a shitty life, but that doesn't make me someone to be envied by any stretch. Surviving Laurie isn't an honor, it is a necessity.
One can only imagine the kinds of things that Laurie and Brian have done to their own family. I shutter to think of the horror stories that they must have. That isn't my concern at this point. They have their own lives and I don't need to be a part of them. I have enough on my plate with my own friends. I have obligations to four or five sets of parents and her parents aren't two of them, besides, nothing would indicate that they have anything to do with this investigation, so why bother?
The thing that really makes me wonder how smart and aware people really are is that Laurie tells everyone, "I'm not like this" while she is actually on the mind reading system...um Laurie, that means you ARE LIKE THIS! In a side by side comparison between whom I can prove that I am, and Laurie, there is no comparison. She'd have to phone it in, send fake pictures, write a fake resume, and do it all over the computer, because she isn't whom she says she is. She fancies herself an actress, I don't. I know who I am. I know that no amount of lying will ever take the place of who I know, what I've done and where I've been. There isn't anything I'd like more than for people to take an honest look at both of us and see whom is better off than the other. It's been a problem now for almost thirty years...her problem. I didn't care if I ever saw her again and I care even less now. I would never go anywhere near her body...you can count on that.
This situation is one of being dragged into a crime, not one of committing it, for me. I was literally drug into this case without any consultation. I did my best to be honest every step of the way. It cost me dearly to be truthful. I wouldn't change a thing. I can sleep at night.
