Update from my last post
So my last post was my attempts at finding a guy that I met years ago. All I knew was his name was Joe and he was from around the Georgetown, Kentucky area and he was 15. I was 17.
I went to a yearbooks website and located all schools within Georgetown and surrounding areas. I found one yearbook and went to the year he would have been in and looked for every Joe. There were 2 in that class and when I saw one of their pictures. I knew it was him. I knew it. I know it.
With some more searching, I discovered his brother and sister and found them on Facebook鈥hen I found him through theirs.
Anyway, I messaged him, but he hasn鈥檛 replied. 馃ズ
I know he鈥檚 read it because when he posted to Facebook鈥 saw it pop up that he鈥檇 posted something next to his name.
So, he probably thinks it鈥檚 weird. 馃ズ
He could at least acknowledge it. Just a hello would be ok.
I have wanted, for 36 years, to tell him thank you for that day because if he hadn鈥檛 been there I would have hung out with the girl who had invited me. She was an abusive person and as a young girl, I would just try to ignore things or take the abuse. Had he not been there I would have been stuck with her.
That next morning she screamed in my face that I left her on purpose, that I ruined her birthday, and her parents allowed her to do this. Her mother told me I was trouble ever since I got there, which was not true, and she treated me so poorly by telling me to leave.
I was 3 hours from home. I called my mother, but she wasn鈥檛 home. My older brother came to get me. It was awful.
The last time I saw Joe was at church that morning. I remember hugging him and wanting to cry because of what happened earlier. I wanted to stay and hang out with him more, but I was forced to leave and drive 2 hours to meet my brother.
I believe Joe was supposed to be there at the theme park that day.
I regretted for years losing his address, not giving him mine, the possibility of missing out on a friendship.
Most guys I met back then I still have contact with. Not close, but still contact and still friends.
I don鈥檛 forget people who I connected with in my teens or 20鈥檚.
I鈥檓 not necessarily looking for him to add me to Facebook or even remain a friend, but it鈥檚 something I鈥檝e wanted to tell him for years. That was a traumatic experience at that family鈥檚 house and he was the only one that comforted me before I left. The only one that was there.
I feel like I鈥檓 rambling, but I was abused by that girl and it鈥檚 something that has affected me throughout my life.
I went to a yearbooks website and located all schools within Georgetown and surrounding areas. I found one yearbook and went to the year he would have been in and looked for every Joe. There were 2 in that class and when I saw one of their pictures. I knew it was him. I knew it. I know it.
With some more searching, I discovered his brother and sister and found them on Facebook鈥hen I found him through theirs.
Anyway, I messaged him, but he hasn鈥檛 replied. 馃ズ
I know he鈥檚 read it because when he posted to Facebook鈥 saw it pop up that he鈥檇 posted something next to his name.
So, he probably thinks it鈥檚 weird. 馃ズ
He could at least acknowledge it. Just a hello would be ok.
I have wanted, for 36 years, to tell him thank you for that day because if he hadn鈥檛 been there I would have hung out with the girl who had invited me. She was an abusive person and as a young girl, I would just try to ignore things or take the abuse. Had he not been there I would have been stuck with her.
That next morning she screamed in my face that I left her on purpose, that I ruined her birthday, and her parents allowed her to do this. Her mother told me I was trouble ever since I got there, which was not true, and she treated me so poorly by telling me to leave.
I was 3 hours from home. I called my mother, but she wasn鈥檛 home. My older brother came to get me. It was awful.
The last time I saw Joe was at church that morning. I remember hugging him and wanting to cry because of what happened earlier. I wanted to stay and hang out with him more, but I was forced to leave and drive 2 hours to meet my brother.
I believe Joe was supposed to be there at the theme park that day.
I regretted for years losing his address, not giving him mine, the possibility of missing out on a friendship.
Most guys I met back then I still have contact with. Not close, but still contact and still friends.
I don鈥檛 forget people who I connected with in my teens or 20鈥檚.
I鈥檓 not necessarily looking for him to add me to Facebook or even remain a friend, but it鈥檚 something I鈥檝e wanted to tell him for years. That was a traumatic experience at that family鈥檚 house and he was the only one that comforted me before I left. The only one that was there.
I feel like I鈥檓 rambling, but I was abused by that girl and it鈥檚 something that has affected me throughout my life.
