Did My Mother Send A Spy?

Did my mother send a spy?

Is an ACON paranoid to ask this question? Lest you think I am paranoid, no one is following me. I'm not hiding out.  I'm not finding hidden meaning in licenses plates like one schizophrenic person I know of started to do or counting how many red cars showed up today. I went to Subway today with a 6 inch 3 dollar sub coupon and made my husband a medical appointment.  Being non-housebound today, I  bought some antifreeze from the Dollar store which my husband put in the car. I made chicken for dinner and did my medical duties and washed a few dishes and laid down like I do every afternoon. We have to get the car fixed later in the week with a radiator pipe to be replaced. Life is going down it's usual day to day road.

However something is niggling at me. Something isn't right with this whole picture....with this "friend".

Some of these narcissists are that toxic. Given I had  some contact with some flying monkeys it like kind of an extreme step.  What is there to "find" out? It could have been to just mess with my mind. Can any of you imagine that? Since this friend wanted to go so "deep" with me, it bothers me.

My mother showed up in June where I closed the door on her and this "friend" showed up in August and met me via health channels online.

At one point the would be catfisher, fake "friend", told me that a close friend of her mother knew a friend of my mother.  She told me this friend had delivered a box of jewelry to the long time friend of my mother. Did she slip up? Was this to test me? 

By this point the "friend" had told me she was a fellow ACON and had come out of an abusive family. I had opened up about my past too, she knew of this blog and more. If my mother is reading this blog what more does she need to know?

The new "catfisher" "friend" claimed her mother's friend knew and took a gift or delivery to is a friend my mother has had for 50 years since the 1960s. She was the next door neighbor who lived the second house over in an old neighborhood my family lived in from 1968-1976. Even after we moved my family would visit theirs every couple of months. When we moved out of state, even further, contact was kept and they would come on week long visits. They went to my sister's wedding but didn't come to mine.

This was a family friend that both my sister and mother are friends with to this day. My sister and her family visited her as late as 2010.  My mother has seen her more recently even though she lives 5-600 miles away. I know they all had contact right to when I went NC and they are all still Facebook friends. This is the old family friend where her daughter who is a wealthy accountant named her daughter after my GC N sister. When I last saw this family friend and old neighbor in 2001, she is the one who told me my mother was disgusted by my weight and I embarrassed her.

 I almost dropped the phone when this "friend" laid that bomb. This is a friend I met online, they came to ME first. This is a connection I was not happy about. I didn't say much at the time, in fact I acted like I didn't care and it was no big deal but inside I got a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. This happened after the phone comments.   But by then the funny business with the "destroyed phone",  computer troubles, and extreme medical stories--with one of the most mild ones being"My lips are too swollen" to talk", were getting to me.  

My trust of people has become very low. I guess you can understand why. It's sad outcome of all this. I'll keep all friends I presently have but I definitely am going to be very careful who I let into my life next. If the fake "friend" made "reports" to my mother, I guess she got an earful, that's all I can say about that. Have fun with it, I guess. My mother knows her own evil deeds, she doesn't need me filling her in on them. Her lies and secrecy have bought her a disgusted daughter who has cut her out of her life.  I live a boring life, there isn't much dirt to dig up except the horror stories of abusers and crazy people surrounding me and I've been busy cleaning out the stall of all the piles of manure.

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