10.15.15--Eau Claire is French for Clear Water. But there does not seem to be that much water around. No lakes. No rivers. Not enough to live up to its name. But it's still a beautiful town. Perhaps if I would run into a beauty here, Eau Claire might not just be Eau Claire but Belle Eau. We'll see when I feel gutsy enough to get out more.
Of course, Eau Claire isn't the greatest town in the world but a safe one at the moment. I am actually beginning to like it, especially with its friendly atmosphere and the shorter buildings. I feel powerful here because the heights of the buildings do not intimidate me like those skyscrapers in St. Paul and Minneapolis. There's a feeling of another culture here. Perhaps if I get too involved in the local grudges, that might feel different. But right now I'm loving the beauty of the surfaces of everything from physical to emotional.
True, tRouBle. I am and I know what to do. I'm just not interested in going full-blown on a restraining order or reporting this to the cops yet. I'm giving this stalker one last chance to peacefully end her actions. I already sent her a message to discontinue her harassments. If she keeps up, the next thing is a harassment restraining order--ex parte, they say.
The stalker continued to flood me with text messages overnight. I have refused to read the nine messages that appeared this morning but seemed to have been sent in the middle of the night. In the few months past, she actually called around 1 am to see if I was with another girl or if I would care enough to pick up her calls. I never picked them up. Yet she found her own motivation to keep calling. The tipster said the stalker almost convinced the tipster that the stalker had slept with me but then there was one point where the stalker slightly said the stalker has never met me before, too. Then the tipster realized the stalker was just dreaming things up.
In the months past, before I blocked her several nicks out on Facebook, she stated that she would commit suicide by drinking tshuaj ntxuav nyiaj--a that powerful poisonous cyanide that our people have used for cleaning silver jewelries. Drinkers of it have died within minutes after intakes. She claimed she already had it in possession and would soon be taking it. I think her idea was to intimidate me into rushing to stop her. And I did get scared of that. I didn't want to be responsible. I never knew her anyway. So, I just blocked her out some more.
But she has kept on coming at me with calls from a blocked number and has kept texting me and even creating new names on Facebook to send me messages. Now she's in my town pretending to be doing some business with others but her main goal is to check me out. The sources she's been in touch with have told me that she's been like that with other men, too. Not just in my town but in the west coast as well.
You're a lawyer. If you're really afraid, you know the actions to take and the procedures involved to accomplish your desired outcome . 
