You Left Me Alone One Too Many Times...Goodbye Christopher

A person can only have so many tears to cry from someone else.  When that person has begged and pleaded for help or someone will kill them and there is still no response...that person is no longer a person that I can be with.
I am tired of loving a ghost that denies me to everyone else.
I put him in rehab and he ruined my life.
I don't want a pussy of a man being told how to live his life by some other pussy of a man that has no courage, no sense of community, no sense of pride.  Christopher is suppose to be a priest, but there isn't anything priestly about him.  He lies, he steals, he breaks promises, he holds an entire community of gay men hostage with his love for money and fame.  I can't stand him any longer.  Too many nights alone without one drop of concern for me, my family or anyone else.
He is a selfish dick that needs to learn that without me, he had nothing left but death, drugs and homelessness to look forward to.  I saved your lousy ass and all you did was make me look foolish for doing it.  Fuck you and your family, Christopher.  I hope you all know that I never hurt any of you...die knowing that you lied to me and my family.
I wrote a blog with well over 150,000 hits on it and he hasn't called once...not one single time to say thank you or god damn anything.  I hope that the gay community of California will turn their backs on Christopher Monti just the way he turned his back on all of us.  Remember, he's violent and dangerous as long as Lori LaFond is holding his chain...and Jeffrey too.
Christopher has held all of the rest of us hostage for too long.  Anthony, Jonathan, myself and the other men that work on this project have been held hostage by one greedy assed piece of shit because we felt sorry for him.  I don't feel sorry for him any longer.  He went to jail because he didn't do what he should have.  He has taken up with the man that tried to have me jailed in Arizona and now he's stolen my money.  What Christopher needs is a jail cell and a shrink.  He can tell his mother, "Happy Mother's Day" but she can live with knowing what she's done to me and my mom.  I hope this lousy assed family of his falls off the face of the Earth, just like her son did.
Move forward Jonathan and know that I won't want him around any longer.  I give up.