well, i think in another post i started saying something about this guy i know at school. well, now there's more to the story, just if you wanted to know.

so, there's this guy that i've known since last year at school. at first, we were cool, and friends and all that. he started trying to get close, but i didn't like him like that and he didn't like the rejection too much. well, ladys you know guys sometimes just don't wanna give up, so i'd see him all the time. after all my classes, even if it was inconvenient for him. sometimes he'd try and get close, try and hold me or maybe get a hug. first of all, he could've asked. second, i don't like that kind of attention, esp. every day. so the rejection from me really started bugging him, so he started having suicidal tendancies and started si b/c he knew i did. he made some threats, my friend and i reported him to the counselors and he was an inpatient for a few weeks. when he got out, he didn't come back to the same school.

well, this year, we'd been talking some and i thought that maybe he had changed some since march and maybe i could deal with him then. i could tolerate it for about the first two weeks. it is now the eighth week and i'm not too happy about him always being there. he went back to his old ways, and i'm still annoyed.

well, today there was an incedent at lunch. we were in line, him, 3 other friends, and me. in a lunch line, you know, you move up. so i moved up when there was space, and he got too close for comfort, for me at least. i like my space, and he just invaded it. so i stepped away and told him to quit, i'm not playing these games with you today. it wasn't a bad day, i just can't stand him any more. well, he chuckled and got even closer. now i have a quick temper and he should know this after a year of knowing me, so i ended up smacking him in the face. i know that wasn't exactly the right thing to do, that's just how my reactions work. him, being the emotional person he is, ran away crying. i thought he was going to the cops to report me, but it turns out that he went into the bathroom and cut himself. he came back at the end of lunch and talked to my friend. they talked a while and ended up going to the counselor. they talked things over, the whole 9 yards.

so the end of the story, since he violated the saftey contract with his T he can't go back to where he had gone the first time. so, this time around he'll be going to rtc. so that's two good things. he's getting the help that he needs, and he's not around to drive me insane. honestly, i couldn't have taken much more of him. it was him or me. just better that it was him.

well that's what's going on in my part of the world. that was probably long, so i sorry. just wanted to say something and get it out of my head. good days now. i can sleep easier at nite knowing he won't be gone the next morning. well, i'll stop spending precious seconds and go to bed. nite nite, or g'morning. which ever. ty for listening. ((((((((hugs))))))))) <~~~~ if you want 'em, can't hurt.

bye,
sleepy

[Rapunzel]

Hi Sleepy,

Thanks for telling your story. I'm glad you told it to us. You know, I'm picking up that even though you are glad that this guy isn't going to be around to bug you anymore, you are still being hard on yourself for your role in what happened. Is that right? It's not your fault. Standing up for yourself was what you needed to do, and you have a right to stand up for yourself. You don't have to put up with unwanted attention from anybody. You told him to stop violating your space, and he wouldn't stop. Some people just can't take a hint, even if you gift wrap it! I don't think that you did anything wrong.

This reminds me of a guy at my high school who followed me around. That kind of guy seems to go for girls who are vulnerable, don't they? At first I was nice to him, since I didn't really have friends either, and I knew what that was like, and it was rather nice to be wanted. But he quickly became too much to handle. He followed me around all the time, and I ran away from him and he still found me, and even followed me into the girl's bathroom! He knew that I didn't want to be followed like that too. He wasn't even supposed to be at my school because he lived in the area for another one, and he tormented me about being told that he was supposed to go to the other school, but that he refused and got a special permit to stay at the school where we were, and he told me about that just to torment me. Once on a trip, I had a tape of music that my dad had recorded for me, and he asked if he could listen to it, so I let him borrow it. I fell asleep, and he insisted that he had given my tape back to me while I was asleep, but it was nowhere around. He just decided to keep it and lie, obviously. Even pretended to help look for it all over the bus! It wouldn't have been a big deal except that I never did get my dad to record that music for me again. My dad blamed me for losing it. Well, I guess I went off on a tangent there. But your story reminds me so much of this guy I knew. And I wish that I had been able to stand up for myself the way that you did.

((((((((((hugs back)))))))))))) - if you want them Thanks for the hugs you gave us.