Top o’ the mornin’, anons. WARNING!! Some personal venting, along with some questions, here. Any thoughts, advise or keks would be appreciated. Nutshell: divorcing serial, internet-relationship-porn addict, after 9 years of being gaslighted and used. I’ll be okay but I need a little help from VA, just to steady me process. After which time, I’ll get in my new/old rig and hit the open-road with my dog; nothing but dust and bad memories behind me. On the bright side, I’ll definitely get to some patriot rallies! But, right now, I just need to talk to someone who understands these things and who can help steady me, during these last weeks of divorce, house selling and a complete change of lifestyle. I’ll only see them, weekly, for a few weeks, until this is over. As much as has happened, I’m NOT a grudge holder and I’m not one for putting another person’s shame on the street. But this “person” is a nightmare and everything inside of me wants to stand on the rooftop with a bullhorn and warn everyone (especially people who are Christian and think they’ve found a godly partner) that this person is now on the loose! Sorry.

I’ll cut to the chase: No one really has any reasonable expectation of privacy, anymore, as long as there’s any type of technology in the room, right? So, what in the hell is a patient/doctor privacy agreement even good for? It wouldn’t even work for me to have the doctor put their phone away, because all doctors have a computer right there beside them, don’t they? And if I ask to talk in a room without technology, I’ll get labeled a nutjob, from the git-go. Anyway, it limits me as to what I can talk about. However, I don’t mind at all, talking about what I’ve gone through, to a stranger. And, when I’m talking about everything my ex did, during the marriage, I’ll make sure I’m extra close to the mic.

But this got me thinking about a way that the blackmailers harvest or glean information on a target. Say there’s a building in NYC with 25 psychiatrist’s offices inside. That one building is going to be hearing confessions from hundreds of top CEOs, bankers, cops, teachers, priests…all kinds of people. The bad guys know this, of course. It’s their specialty, to gather the dirt. Feeders. The doctors don’t even have to know that their office is bugged.

A cleaning crew comes in at night and voilà, they’ve got an endless supply of scandals on some very important people. Anyway, I thought it was interesting to think about.

P.S. If you pray, please pray for me to not become bitter, as I get better. And for my ex to get better before ex rots and dies.