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July 24, 2005

Biggest mistake of my life

Way back in 1993, I had an internet relationship with a guy named Don Lewis. He was funny and clever. We began talking on the phone, and I sent him a picture of myself.

He never sent me a picture of himself. He wrote me love letters and sent me cassette tapes of music he liked. He decided to come to see me, and the day before he flew in, he told me that he was over 300 pounds and he was embarrassed to meet me..

Well, I figured that what is inside a person is more important than what is outside, so I told him it didn't matter, I still wanted to meet him.

And if nothing else, it was very easy to figure out who he was when he got off the plane.

Anyway, Don ended up being kinda odd. After that weekend, we never saw each other again. We had some rather upsetting phone conversations, and in a few weeks, he dumped me, which was okay with me, as he had a big problem with alchohol and drugs.

Not long after that, I met John - the love of my life. One would think that there the story ends, no?

No. Not long after I started blogging, my Golden Retriever died. Somehow Don must have been googling for me or my dog and he found my blog. He left obscene, rude comments. I would block his IP and he would not bother the blog for awhile. Then he would pop up again, with more rude, uncalled for comments.

It has been probably 9 or 10 months since the asshat had managed to leave comments. Then this afternoon, after I checked into my hotel room and turned on my laptop to do some work, I found that he had left another comment. This time, he went after John - making rude remarks about the fact that John is a disabled veteran, and his typical remarks about how undesirable I am.

Now, my friends - think about this. What kind of a man stalks a 52 year old female blogger that he spent one weekend with in 1993?

What kind of a man thinks that it's fun to make fun of someone's disability.

I will tell you this - John with his disabilities and all - is 100 times the man Don Lewis has ever been - in every way.

So, ladies, if you meet some smooth talking Southerner on the internet and his name is Don Lewis - run, run, run. The man is obviously mentally disturbed.

Before you agree to meet someone, insist on a picture. Better yet, see if you can find out more about him - pay to have a check done on him. You never, ever know what kind of a nut someone might end up being.

It's been over 12 years since I last saw this guy. Makes you wonder, doesn't it?

Posted by Beth at July 24, 2005 10:22 PM