u/dandypinkwatermelon

Someone posed a similar question months ago - don’t mean to be repetitive but I am new here. I have always thought the a possible way we MIGHT get a legitimate new “leak” from an inside source would be if a Ramsey attorney dies and someone goes through their files… and “leaks” some part of them for a large cash grab. Maybe someone managing the attorney’s estate.

Possibly far fetched. I’m not sure they would have put “Patsy stated she killed Jonbenet and covered it up” in writing anywhere (and saved it!) but it is possible some records may suggest evidence of Ramsey involvement.

Just a random idea. Maybe a “hope” I have… in the spirit of finding the truth. John would not confess on his deathbed. It seems totally out of character - he’s too narcissistic and has spent decades selling the intruder theory. There’s no way.

Hello - I apologize if this is the wrong forum for this. I don’t know where to begin. First of all, I will say that I have a diagnosis of severe depression and PTSD (longstanding). I see a psychiatrist and therapist. The PTSD is from a sexual assault/abusive ex boyfriend (he sexually assaulted me). I have received the news that he died - he forced his mother to watch him shoot himself in the head.

I was doing okay. Medications, etc. I just saw my therapist to process this and even my therapist was speechless. I feel retraumatized almost. I always thought he was some sort of narcissistic man. He moved from “horrible narcissistic, got rid of him years ago, very bad guy, gone forever” to “was he a complete psychopath?”

Although there has been no contact for years… I don’t know. I signed up for a domestic violence group to discuss what happened with other women. I thought this might help. My therapist agreed. At what point should I maybe involve my psychiatrist if I start to backslide? I’m just in total shock mode right now. What kind of person would do this, at least he’s off the planet, his mom was a nice lady and I feel terrible for her, all the feelings swirling….

You could have never imagined how deep my feelings ran for you. I met you on my first day and spent an entire year avoiding you because you somehow made me feel soft, happy, and just safe. I have NO explanation for any of this. I hate the thought of men touching me. I would rather stab myself a plastic fork than ever go on a date with some guy. With any guy. I was sexually assaulted years ago, M. I never let anyone touch me. It’s better this way. There was no point to this…. But you made me feel so peaceful. Thank you for that, I suppose.

You weren’t supposed to feel like anything, you weren’t supposed to be notable, but you were. And I am not sure why. It was hard to make eye contact with you. You’d walk through the door into the breakroom and it was like happiness entered the room even if you said nothing. You saw me not looking at you, but that’s not what was going on underneath.

I still think about you. I miss you. I want you to be happy. I hope you have a beautiful life. You made me laugh.

That’s what was going on. The ENTIRE time. You’ll never see this.

PS - I don’t actually hate Nashville.

-CC

You could have never imagined how deep my feelings ran for you. I met you on my first day and spent an entire year avoiding you because you somehow made me feel soft, happy, and just safe. I have NO explanation for any of this. I hate the thought of men touching me. I would rather stab myself a plastic fork than ever go on a date with some guy. With any guy. I was sexually assaulted years ago, M. I never let anyone touch me. It’s better this way. There was no point to this…. But you made me feel so peaceful. Thank you for that, I suppose.

You weren’t supposed to feel like anything, you weren’t supposed to be notable, but you were. And I am not sure why. It was hard to make eye contact with you. You’d walk through the door into the breakroom and it was like happiness entered the room even if you said nothing. You saw me not looking at you, but that’s not what was going on underneath.

I still think about you. I miss you. I want you to be happy. I hope you have a beautiful life. You made me laugh.

That’s what was going on. The ENTIRE time. You’ll never see this.

PS - I don’t actually hate Nashville.

You could have never imagined how deep my feelings ran for you. I met you on my first day and spent an entire year avoiding you because you somehow made me feel soft, happy, and just safe. I have NO explanation for any of this. I hate the thought of men touching me. I would rather stab myself a plastic fork than ever go on a date with some guy. With any guy. I was sexually assaulted years ago, M. I never let anyone touch me. It’s better this way. There was no point to this…. But you made me feel so peaceful. Thank you for that, I suppose.

You weren’t supposed to feel like anything, you weren’t supposed to be notable, but you were. And I am not sure why. It was hard to make eye contact with you. You’d walk through the door into the breakroom and it was like happiness entered the room even if you said nothing. You saw me not looking at you, but that’s not what was going on underneath.

I still think about you. I miss you. I want you to be happy. I hope you have a beautiful life. You made me laugh.

That’s what was going on. The ENTIRE time. You’ll never see this.

PS - I don’t actually hate Nashville.

I have access to all of the Life Times in DFW, but typically stick to Plano. I want to check out the Frisco location tomorrow. I am not sure if I have “beach club access.” I saw that on their page. What are the pools like at Frisco? What makes the “beach club access” different?

Just curious. Thanks!

I am starting classes in a couple of weeks to finish my BA in English. Anyone have any thoughts on their English department or program so far?