I don't want to mess up your dating options.
It's so weird that you ever liked me. Although I have some idea of how you heard about me, and know that this is all real, it has to be one of the weirdest things that has ever happened to me or maybe anyone.
I don't think that I should date you. I also have to be uncompromising about all of the issues over which the conglomerate and I are in conflict; not one of them is something about which I will ever change my mind.
I also think that, once the really terrible, illegal videos of me are so prevalent online that I know that anyone can see them, and I finally see them, I'll be very angry and sad all over again. I'll probably have to spend some time in crisis units, either because I get too depressed to function or I get actively suicidal. I'll probably also be screaming at everyone who has promoted all of it. It's a horrible and criminal thing to do to someone; you have to know that.
I don't think that I should encourage you to think that we'll ever have a personal or professional relationship, even a friendship. I haven't meant to do that. I've been thinking over the past year that, for some reason, I have almost always refused to accept any of your attempts to be nicer, even when I have made excuses for people who were treating me as badly as you ever did. I want to be as fair as possible, which I also won't be doing if I don't clarify what your expectations shouldn't be.
Copyright L. Kochman, May 2, 2016 @ 9:10 p.m.
