Good Luck Getting Rid of Me

I Thought He Was A Rescue. Turns Out He Was The Hunter

In 2023 I met a monster.

What followed was emotional abuse, cybercrimes, false imprisonment, revenge porn, theft, digital stalking and threats.

Sex, trauma and surviving narcissists isn’t just the theme; it’s the whole genre. This is where I get raw, deep and personal.

This isn’t a blog, It’s a fucking paper trail. Every word is evidence of what he did, what they allowed, and what it took to survive when no one gave a damn. I cc’d half the planet, including journalists, the chief of police, mayors, and city councilors. After months of silence and psychological warfare, we finally got an arrest warrant.

To this day, nobody knows where he is. But he’s still out there, still stalking, tormenting and taunting. They tossed the case in the bin, so I picked it up and turned it into a spotlight.

I lived through one of the most dangerous people I’ve ever met, and now I’m telling the story so he doesn’t get to control the ending.

Welcome to Good Luck Getting Rid of Me. That’s what he said to me when he had me falsely imprisoned and I tried to evict him from my house.

If you like psychological thrillers, true crime and real stories about villains, you’re going to love this one.

Subscribe, or don’t. Either way, I’m still writing.