I feel the need to write about my hesitation to write. I've been hesitant to write only because I feel like this issue needs to be addressed before I can continue.

I've been asked, "What is it like knowing they read your site? Are you going to get another one?" Here's my response: It sort of sucks. It's not stress or misery, just a certain element of unease. And no, I wont.

I just wonder, why continue to monitor someone you don't want anything to do with? If you want nothing to do with me, why not show it?

Conversely, why would you write a patently untrue, wildly inflammatory document attacking my character and painting me to be some sort of beguiling temptress, then continue to call, text and (unsuccessfully) contact me, as if I'd have any desire to entertain even the shortest of conversations with you? I'm not friends with people who use me to win arguments.

Sometimes there's just too much crazy for even the most intense intoxication to excuse.

So no. I wont get a new site. I wont stop posting about possibly exposing topics: relationships, family, body image. The truth is, I have things really, really good. I'm surrounded by good people who love me. I have a family, any of whom would drop everything to help me if I needed them. I have insanely great friends. I have an excellent job where I make buckets of money. I have insurance. I have varied interests. I have balance. I have happiness. Why then should I be afraid to share my life with loved ones because a few angry, heartbroken individuals somehow got me wrapped up in their business? Everyone is just trying to make themselves feel ok. This person's particular way of trying to feel ok is by pouring over my site/facebook/myspace, making facebook profiles with my name and photo. By demonizing me, making me a villain, it makes the situation more bearable. It's a coping mechanism. We all have them.

So, I entreat you all, continue to cope. Shine on, little stars, I will not be deterred.