I wonder if you can say the same.
THEY have LOTS of guns! Oodles! (Or they did, before the cops confiscated them.) Handguns, shotguns, AR-15’s, even an AK. Also an ancient Ingraham machine pistol with which he was supposed to shoot me—except that he kind of misplaced it and had a sawed-off shotgun in his possession—along with about a half ounce of meth—when they busted him.
A cop has resources far beyond anything you can muster, buster. The FBI and the ATF make the cops look like fumbling ten year old kids. They can tell you what I had for dinner last week. If I was “unlawful,” don’t you think I’d be on a list somewhere? Just because I’m transgender?
Hi everybody! I have been looking at posts on narcs and narc abuse on here and if has really helped me out a lot. I am currently struggling with my situation and need some advice/support.
I met a narc last year, everything seemed to good to be true. Love bombing, always texting calling and taking me on dates. Everything changed when someone warned me about him out in public in front of him and who he is. This caused a conflict with us and the love bombing seized.
he would tell me that everything is okay and i can come and talk. He would set a time limit on me and kick me out after that.
he would then text me like everything was fine and we hung out again and after that he completely ghosted me for one week. He came back and texted me a week later laughing about the ghosting and acting like nothing had happened.
he continued to text me ( not like in the beginning) make plans with me, then on the day of the plans he would just ghost me. One day he would act interested the next silence.
i contacted him a month later and he acted like nothing happened. He was on a vacation and sent me a picture of another woman ( someone he allegedly met on the trip) to strike a reaction but i never gave him one. After the trip he came to my place and was extremely rude, accusing me of going on dates with a bunch of men. The next day he accused me of being an alcoholic and that he wanted nothing to do with me but said well maybe we can be "friends" then ghosted me
i assumed at this point it was over and i would never hear from him again. He contacted me on the holiday a month later acting like everything was great. We ended up hanging out a month or so later and when we hung out it went well, i thought things were going in the right direction.
after we hung out.. silence. I would try to text him and if he replied it would be very short then he just stopped replying. He ghosted me for almost three months. I thought he was done this time and of course he popped up again like nothing happened. At this point i was getting sick of if so i questioned him as to why he dissapeared and always does this. Of course he had some sob story about a injury and family member dying of cancer. I felt pity for him and he gave me an apology.. so i took him back stupidly.
things seemed to be going smooth for a couple months, of course until his family member died and his injury got better he never contacted me and was distant. Menawhile, i was there for him during the difficult time for him. He lied to me about the funeral and never wanted to chat. I was chasing him and he would always claim nothing was wrong but when i said i thought he used me when he was down he could not handle it and would always tell me he didnt care and to go away. I would get so upset i would try texting him to work it out he would barelt respond and if he did he would not be nice about it.
we did hang out a couple times after that, he would ignore me after. One day i was like hey i think you are seeing someone else, and i was like well ixam seeing someone so no problem if you are he said " buy bye good luck with your new guy stop contacting me" i was devastated and tried to get into contact with him for weeks then i just gave up and accepted it was over. He ended up contacting me a month later acting like everything was fine. He wanted to go out and have drinks i told him i would. He and i both seemed to have a great time. He ends up ignoring me again. I kept texting him trying to figure out what was wrong. He kept saying everything was fine and i said ok can we hang out again? He said maybe i was like why? He just kept saying maybe …
our last conversation we had… i said what is wrong ? He said nothing is wrong everything is fine. I asked him why he keeps saying maybe. He said " maybe but i dont want to see you right now" i said why? He saix " im just not feeling it, if i wanted to date i would" i said why did you contact me less then a week ago wanting to go out? He said i didnt.. even though he did. So i said should i just move on or what? He said whatever you want to do. So i said that he was really confusing me and asked him if he had anything more to say before i move on? My messages were turning green so i panicked he blocked me and reacted irrationally. I said " omg did you block me? My messages are not going through. Even texted him on my work phone asking what was up. And called him twice ( please dont judge me i know it is pathetic i never was this type of girl before him) so he replied and said " Ok I'll block you now" then immedietly blocked me. He has never blocked me before since I have met him he will just ghost. Is this ths final discard aka " grand finale? Did i just push him too far?
this has upset me so much its hard to even function.
No way to tell. They don’t ask stupid questions like this on a registration application. Nor do they inquire about your religion or political party—unless you live in Texas or Florida.
Mostly they want to know if you’ve been locked up for criminal or mental health reasons. Since very few trans women commit crimes of any kind—such as myself for example. I haven’t had so much as a traffic ticket in 30 years—and my last brush with the law was through my stupid wife’s meth-snortin’, drug-peddling, incestuous goddamned family at about that time. (She really shouldn’t have depended on her sister’s slimy boyfriend to do the hit. Stupid little motherfucker spent the entire upfront payment on meth and got busted for it the Friday night before he was supposed to shoot me.) But she wanted the house and she wanted me gone and such are the costs of Extreme Stupidity and drug-fueled desperation. (I heard from her uncle that she married a cowboy on the rodeo circuit who turned out to have AIDS and a boyfriend.)
Hey, that’s okay, though! “If you have nothing to hide, then why are you worried?” I’m not. Doxx me all you want. Investigate me. “Uncover the real secret!”
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In case you missed my point; they’re the criminals; the white-skinned, unemployed, drug-and-alcohol addicted, borderline psychotic kind which no one likes to discuss when someone accuses us of being “career criminals.” It even confuses and frustrates cops. They’re trained to see us as junkie whores overflowing with STD’s. When they find out that nearly all of us are ordinary folks—like me; a retired college professor of English and writing—it really makes them mad. Then they start digging. When they still can’t find anything, they make up something cute and the charges are usually dropped by the end of the next day.
The real secret is that trans people commit far LESS crimes than cisgender folk—and when they are busted, it’s usually a false accusation. Like “Grooming.” What is grooming, O Dear Million Moms for America? (It’s not that many; maybe a dozen.) Can’t say I’ve ever done that. It’s expensive as hell to feed just ONE person under this roof but two?
Grooming? It seems to be another word for “pedophile.” (Actually it’s spelled “paedophile.” Ask the Brits. They’ll tell you that a “pedophile” gets off by playing with feet.)
What are some questions obviously just asked for sexual gratification?
Well, my intent was to feed and put a pair of shoes on a young woman with no place to stay. No, she did not stay with me. She went back to her boyfriend and pleaded to be let back into her Section 8 apartment. He beat her to death and fled the state.
You can access some of those files if you’d like. Just drop a pair of Jacksons on one of those sleazy, “Find out anything about anyone!” websites. They’re all over the net. People like to nose about in other’s affairs and I hear business is good for them. Hurrah. “Privacy, they say, has gone out of style.”
Not bloody likely. Oh, I forgot; I did buy a pair of used shoes from the Goodwill I worked at for a homeless trans girl about half my age; early twenties, I gathered. Also a Mickey D’s cheeseburger because she hadn’t eaten in five days. Is that “grooming”? Should I be arrested because my intent was so obvious?
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Investigate me then for “paedophilia.” It’s going to be a long, fruitless search but don’t let that stop you. That’s the point, cupcake. The FBI generates most of this data and it’s all a matter of public record. Please investigate my public record!
They don’t ask about your credit rating but that’s one of the things which will pop up during a background check anyway.
You really should dial back on the stupid spy movies, honey. Our intelligence agencies don’t give a rusty F*** at a rolling donut about gender. Nor do they “have a file” on everyone in this country; a file which tells them everything.
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Because I have no guns and I have no felonies, not even a minor misdemeanor on my record.
