There is a kind of woman that are "mankillers".

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I was once in a relationship with a sociopath. There was good, but the bad was bad. I had to threaten him with a knife to get him to leave me alone. I had to leave my family and move across country. I never felt safe until I heard he was dead.

Edit away as necessary. I’ve never shared the story with anyone. Why start now.

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whatwhatwhat! !

You're female!?

are you married?
do you have a pulse?

Answer the second question first.

Gag gleefully stolen from Groucho Marx)

I do not see anything that needs editing AO , I have also pulled a knife on a sociopath ( probably ) and threatened him to leave my mum alone as they were fighting , I was 10 years old , I will never ever get over it , I am easily traumatised and this incident shaped my life or it shaped the way I deal with the world.

here is the denastified, child-safe, impossible to open by adults of the original post that began this slapfight:

although i am blind to the secret silent language of the NTs, apparently i transmit.
on several occasions i seem to be attractive to girls who are meany poopyheads. often they were pestered in childhood as I was.
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Is there such a category of person who hunt for weakened boys in order to harm them? Or are they just meany, big poopyheads that kick you when you're not looking?

I fell in love hard, only once with a girl who accidentally resembled my childhood sweetheart( who i still miss after nearly 50 years)
I was informed she bore the nickname of "the Black Kitten of San Pedro" because two men had got too sad over her.
I was very nearly too sad too, saved only by a the co-incidence of a fortunate phone call.
She was pestered a lot by her grandfather in childhood, became a junk bunny in adulthood, and was utterly naughty and bad. very very bad...
later i found out she was a lady who drove a dump truck, which I would have seen instantly if i wasn't deaf-blind to the Secret Speech.
she meant boys harm; the sad ones were probably her score-card. She was a fraud, a skillful illusion of a womyn.
Any man with a bag of bunny food was in for a grateful nuzzling in return.
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She said one of the sweetest things i have ever heard. when her current boyfriend accosted her over the generous supply of party balloons in her purse. he was very much in love with her, and she knew this.
She told him"those are for your birthday party next week, you silly!"

I mean-Easter bunny!The Easter bunny on a rocket sled. That remark pierced me and the world darkened
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He was a musician. after she dumped him when the credit cards maxed out, he wrote a song called "I'm glad I Ever Met You".
The last i heard he was engaged in the task of building a model airplane.
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It was his phone call that saved me, he talked me down.
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she was just an entertainment center, like a jukebox or something; coin-operated. You could also use a credit card. fun for a bunny comes in a little plastic bag of green alfalfa pellets- they love 'em.. real love from a real soul is a pale substitute.

what boy's love can compete with the little man on the cute widdle white pony?
As Bukowski wrote, "Love is a Dog from Heck".

Happy now, fern?
better move the original to the grown ups room; I could not edit replace or delete it.
But please don't delete it altogether, i excreted much poisonous spleen in it, if you burn it it might return, like explosive diarrhea in reverse:P .
Oh, and apologies to any lady truck drivers out there .

Last edited by jifmam j jasond on 03 May 2019, 8:45 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Not to worry , I can edit posts , so I have replaced your original with the redacted copy.

Sorry but the original is no more.

Although it's a bit out of context and will not make sense to anyone new

not to worry Ferris, the deadly original is in the can.
see my pm to you for a clarification of new version
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Also i may have confused you with Fern- a (gasp!) actual female featherless biped.
Sorry if this created any confusion. please disregard the proposal of marriage. I'm not lucky enough to be gay.

I only wondered because of that mod light. Maybe you could get a 2nd account.
I think that men and women do about equal amounts of good and evil, but the men's work is easier to see. My ex could never be held to an agreement, but I'm the one who wound up with the worse reputation through poison gossip.