Found My Stalker
With some insightful help from some very good friends who’ve got my back I found out who my stalker was. In almost exactly 24 hours since this person first attempted to post some nasty vitriol on my blog, I now know who he is and why he did it.
It’s not a woman. Not an African American. Not someone who has the ability to buy ads in Ebony or Essence magazine.
It’s an actor, someone I once wanted to work with, but whose professionalism worried me. Then he exhibited behavior that forced me to no longer consider him. I moved on. I guess he never got over it even though this was over 2 1/2 years ago.
Even if I don’t consider the fact that I took this guy to lunch (and paid) and loaned him money, the deed is dastardly. Let’s call it what it is: it’s fucked up.
But now that I know who and what I’m looking for, there’s peace in the Bell spirit once again.
LOL………LOVE the pic you put with this blog.