I thought carefully about whether I should respond, but here goes: It's been fifteen years! It hasn't been fifteen days, nor fifteen months that you've been relentlessly pursuing me. I've already told you to stay away, to go to therapy for this fixation you have on me. I've always forgiven your mistakes, I try to think that you're a good guy who's been through a lot in this life, and I come back to help you, justifying all the bad things you've made me go through... Amidst so many anxiety attacks, today I came back here after more than two years away from the site, and you come back, and I try to be nice as always, and you do this, demanding, insisting... taking away my peace, even when I said I was going to have dinner, that I had back pain and would be right back, you were totally impatient, "I want this, I want that," wanting to play your game, putting your price on my body here... and I'd already been here for five hours straight without a break... Honestly, I don't know how to deal with you anymore. I can't block you because you pretend to be someone else as always. Honestly, I don't know what to do anymore. For God's sake, it's been fifteen years!!!!!!

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