I am writing this to make one thing crystal clear: You are not a friend, you are not a “catch-up,” and you are certainly not welcome in my life. I am disgusted that you have the audacity to think I would ever want anything to do with you again.
Let’s look at the facts. You harassed and assaulted me. I reported you to the police, and the only reason I had five months of peace was that you were hiding from the legal implications of your actions. You didn’t stay away out of respect; you stayed away out of fear.
I withdrew my statement for my mental health, not yours. I did it because I didn’t want to drag the trauma of what you did through a courtroom for another year. I chose my peace over a conviction. That was not a “green light” or a clean slate. It was a “do not disturb” sign. It was me closing a door on a nightmare.
The fact that you’ve waited until you felt legally “safe” to reach out on an anonymous Facebook page -bypassing the blocks I put in place – is beyond unacceptable. It is the behaviour of a predator who has no ounce of compassion. To suggest we “go for a walk” or “get a roastie” is delusional. Why would I ever meet you alone? Why would I ever meet you at all?
You said it’s a “new year and all that shizz.” You’re right. It is a new year, and I am starting it afresh. In my new life, you do not exist. You are a shadow I have outgrown.
You are trying to take away my autonomy and make me live in fear and paranoia. I’ve had to deactivate my social media just to escape your persistence. But do not mistake my retreat for weakness. I am a strong, independent woman, and your desperate attempts to disrespect my boundaries only prove how little you have to offer.
You are more concerned with your own needs than the damage you’ve caused. I am done carrying the weight of what you did to me. I am handing that shame back to you. You have no power over me, and you never will again.
Stay in the past. Get the message. Leave me alone.