I'll give you a minute, no doubt you will want to get your breath back after all that writhing on the floor. Better now? Hope that will give you a little insight into the twinkle you see in other women's eyes, that twinkle you have never had, and probably never will.
Where do I begin. First of all, please do not concern yourself a moment longer about my sanity. I have reached an age where I don't give a fuck what other people think of me (its quite liberating), happily most people find my eccentricity charming, so I can live with that.
I can see how my, shall we say brutal honesty, could be seen as a mental health issue, and indeed the number of times I have been asked not to return to places of work would support this. Unfortunately the knock on effect is that I now seek out lies and stupidity in the wider world. Lets just say, I have a heightened sense of injustice that goes right back to early childhood. I cannot bear cruelty towards the vulnerable, it gets my heckles up. A three year old little girl doesn't just vanish.
But lets get back to you. I have a theory that some women, when they reach a certain age, buy an inordinate amount of cats or they find someone to stalk on the internet. I am guessing you are sitting at your computer with a variety of moggies on your head and a couple creeping out from under your armpits. Am I right?
You keep your own identity carefully hidden whilst ripping into and naming and shaming others. Do you not see the hypocricy in that? You claim to be defending a noble cause, yet you do not have enough faith in it to reveal your own name?
You have been unmasked as a dental receptionist from somewhere, I don't know if you are, and I don't really care, the picture certainly matched your character, as to the passion for collecting and filing information on other people. All those irritating little A-Z cards day in and day out, it takes some kind of devotion to filing to pursue it in your spare time - err, kudos. I look forward to the Filing Awards (is it like the Baftas?) and your final recognition.
Your passion for the McCanns (personally) Jayelles is (Oops, thats twice) is way over and above that of, shall we say normality for want of a better, or lets call it a baseline, and you fly off the scale. You would be in the group known as 'superfans', and my advice to Kate and Gerry is 'Be Afraid'. You were also obsessed with the Jonbenet Ramsey case, though I not sure who the object of your obsession was there, and frankly, I can't be arsed to look it up.
You are not my first stalker Jayllbait (gotcha!) - I once worked with a woman who became more me than me. It was like Single White Female in the workplace. Sadly she was a much better me than I was, and she nicked my job! Ce la vie. Your reasons for stalking, wow, that would go into several pages, and I have would have to charge you ;)