I've found out this weekend that apparently I stalked Diane to within an inch of her life, so much so that neighbours commented on seeing my car around, I broke into her house, she had to get CCTV installed to catch me. And apparently these people, "don't know the half of it." And there's "been stuff recently
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There are people who believe all kinds of shit about me- they're people who either never met me or we met but they didn't get to know me. You can't blame them for believing it- you naturally believe your friends over their exes if you don't really know the ex. (For example, someone who's never met me warned my current gf off me on the grounds of a stack of lies from the ex!)
People who've found out for themselves what she's like are still contacting me and apologising for doubting me, in dribs and drabs, and that's what happened again this weekend.
It's kind of funny though. Her friends periodically accuse me of not letting go and behaving like a psycho ex when the only thing I've actually done is have the occasional rant in my blog about current events, or the occasional bit of introspection. (Obviously, when we broke up we fought bitterly and that's how it's reached this point. But we haven't spoken in almost a year, and I've seen her once at a carol service in that time.)
Sigh.
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