MouseWedger
Gold Member
I keep having this nightmare, well, I guess it's several different nightmares.
The only factor that contributes to them all is this guy I dated in high school, who later decided it was a great idea to sexually harass me and threaten my life. My freshman year of college, a year after we broke up, he decided it would be fun to have different people call me at all hours of the night from a restricted number and make lewd and unwanted comments to me. I didn't know it was him at the time, and when I talked to my dad about it he told me it was probably a friend pranking me who didn't realize how much it was upsetting me. After talking to the girls in my dorm room suite I decided it wasn't them, and later that same night a new caller used my name. He sounded much older than me and I called my dad in a panic the next morning hoping against hope that it had been him. When I found that it wasn't my dad, he urged me to call the police.
After months of investigation the police found out who had been calling me.
I remember the call that the officer gave me the night her was given a phone number by the phone company.
"[Mouse], if I give you this number, you cant call it, no matter what. Can you do this for me? Who's number is this?" When he gave me the number and I realized that it belonged to my ex I became physically ill.
After my ex was notified by the police and told in no uncertain terms to cease and desist, he had someone call and threaten to kill me because I had filed a report. The police did nothing. It became more of a game to him than ever before. He, his brother and a friend found me in a WalMart and cornered me. It was only by the grace of God and a group of exiting women that I managed to sneak out without him catching me alone. He keyed my car not long after that.
Now that my birthday is here - that is when the phone calls started in college, my birthday, doucher - I find that I am having more and more nightmares that have his face in them. They may not be directly related to him or what happened, bu this face is there. It is the constant. The one thing I can count on to almost always rear in my dreams when I fall asleep. His face. I want it to be gone but it never will be.
The worst part about all of this? Several of the girls I work with (who know nothing of this) are friends with his brother. The LAST thing I need is him and his brother coming in to the place I work for, for dinner and finding me there.
(I swear with Christ as my witness, I will beat him with my tray.)
Sidebar and tangent rant aside, how do you get past the nightmares when they wont go away??
The only factor that contributes to them all is this guy I dated in high school, who later decided it was a great idea to sexually harass me and threaten my life. My freshman year of college, a year after we broke up, he decided it would be fun to have different people call me at all hours of the night from a restricted number and make lewd and unwanted comments to me. I didn't know it was him at the time, and when I talked to my dad about it he told me it was probably a friend pranking me who didn't realize how much it was upsetting me. After talking to the girls in my dorm room suite I decided it wasn't them, and later that same night a new caller used my name. He sounded much older than me and I called my dad in a panic the next morning hoping against hope that it had been him. When I found that it wasn't my dad, he urged me to call the police.
After months of investigation the police found out who had been calling me.
I remember the call that the officer gave me the night her was given a phone number by the phone company.
"[Mouse], if I give you this number, you cant call it, no matter what. Can you do this for me? Who's number is this?" When he gave me the number and I realized that it belonged to my ex I became physically ill.
After my ex was notified by the police and told in no uncertain terms to cease and desist, he had someone call and threaten to kill me because I had filed a report. The police did nothing. It became more of a game to him than ever before. He, his brother and a friend found me in a WalMart and cornered me. It was only by the grace of God and a group of exiting women that I managed to sneak out without him catching me alone. He keyed my car not long after that.
Now that my birthday is here - that is when the phone calls started in college, my birthday, doucher - I find that I am having more and more nightmares that have his face in them. They may not be directly related to him or what happened, bu this face is there. It is the constant. The one thing I can count on to almost always rear in my dreams when I fall asleep. His face. I want it to be gone but it never will be.
The worst part about all of this? Several of the girls I work with (who know nothing of this) are friends with his brother. The LAST thing I need is him and his brother coming in to the place I work for, for dinner and finding me there.
(I swear with Christ as my witness, I will beat him with my tray.)
Sidebar and tangent rant aside, how do you get past the nightmares when they wont go away??