The Noose Tightens:
Lisa Sees Her Life Unravelling
She hangs her head and cries on my shirt.
She must be hurt very badly.
Tell me what's making you sad, Li?
Open your door, don't hide in the dark.
You're lost in the dark, you can trust me.
'Cause you know that's how it must be.
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa.
Her eyes like windows, trickling rain
Upon the pain getting deeper.
Though my love wants to relieve her.
She walks alone from wall to wall.
Lost in her hall, she can't hear me.
Though I know she likes to be near me.
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa.
She sits in a corner by the door.
There must be more I can tell her.
If she really wants me to help her.
I'll do what I can to show her the way.
And maybe one day I will free her.
Though I know no one can see her.
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa.
Sad Lisa
---Cat Stevens.
At Mon 23 02 Sad_Lisa wrote:
I've been sitting here for over two hours and cannot seem to calm myself down. I'm working real hard not to freak here, but I am ready to scream my head off!! I was so sure that Brenda and Roberta were out of the picture---they hadn't contacted us for so long I thought they had been banned from the Internet, or at least, ordered to leave us alone. Lynne, I feel as though my heart has been stuffed in my mouth and my blood's spilling into my shoes. I never thought I would feel suicidal again. Lynne, that part of my life was supposed to be a fading bad memory, but here I was, last Saturday, wishing I could just take that whole bottle of anti-depressants in my medicine cabinet. I have been keeping those two hundred pills for a weird kind of insurance: That if things got too unbearable and to ultra-painful, I had a way out. Isn't that the most selfish thing you have ever heard, Lynne?? I am forwarding you a copy of Roberta's so, so nasty e-mail to me. First, however, I am sending you the e-mail I had sent Heidi, the one she obviously showed to Roberta. Here it is:
Date: Tue, 25 Aug 2002 11:00:59 -0400 (EDT)
From: Sad_Lisa
Subject: Fwd: Re: Listen up you anorexic skank
To: [email protected]
Heidi, I don't know what drives you to keep pummeling me with virus-ridden e-mail attachments and creating all those alters in my IM to speak mindless drivel day after day, but I just want to urge you to find something more productive and satisfying with your life. I have said this before: If you put one tenth of the energy it takes to try and get my attention into something positive, like writing, screenwriting, painting or sculpting, you could be very successful.
I do not hate you, Heidi. I hate no-one, because, quite frankly, it takes too much energy. I am presently training for the Toronto marathon that takes place in October and therefore, do not wish to expend needless energy.
I had written a far more scathing and nasty e-mail to you a couple of hours ago, then I re-read it and then deleted it. Being mean and vindictive just isn't in me, Heidi. Whatever it was that happened to destroy our friendship that we might have had if things had been different, it caused a rift five hundred miles wide between us.
For your sake, please stop sending those viruses. As I told you in IM this morning, I just scan them and then delete them unopened. I noticed that you sent me one today, soon after I talked to you. As i did with the others, it was scanned and then nuked. Please do not waste your time with that exercise in futility. You are better than that, aren't you?
Nobody is all bad. You are not an enemy of mine. I just have to wonder what the payoff is for you when you create all those alter personalities in my IM and keep sending me contaminated attachments. Not to mention your spamming and cluttering up my guestbook and message forum. Can you not see that this is useless, energy-wasting behaviour, Heidi? Take a deep breath, step back from your animosity toward me and do something for yourself: Just go ahead and live your life and do something with it---something worthwhile. Whether it's teaching your children how to love and give to others, or whether it's taking some time for yourself to engage in an exercise that will offer you a positive payoff, just stop the negativity and replace it with something wonderful.
I see no point in your continuing with your three alter egos on my IM, since I now know that you are the one behind those faces. Some of your offline messages were quite clever. You could be a writer yourself if you'd just leave us alone and concentrate on the reality that this is the only life we are going to get and time is just slipping quickly away.
Take care of yourself and re-read this e-mail more than once. If you don't want to gain something positive from it, then there's nothing more I can do for you.
sincerely,
lisa
Lynne, did you get that e-mail I just sent you? Here's what I got in response. My God, SHE IS BACK!! She's terrible! Just listen to this!!!
Note: forwarded message attached.
Just received a copy of the email you felt compelled to send Heidi today. Read and re-read THIS email as often as you need to, in order to remind you of what happens when you tip toe in to territory you have no business going and start rambling on about things you have no business talking about and start bossing people around you have no business bossing around.
If you persist in emailing Heidi and regaling her with all sorts of unasked for psychotic advice that you really should start giving yourself-you WILL BE SORRY. I will track your butt ass ugly, train wrecked face, bag-a-bones ass down AGAIN and relentlessly terrorize your fucking life. You will wish you had never heard my name. Got it? And if you think for one minute you are safely tucked away in your mentally ill little brain and that I won't be able to find you-think again. I will get you, your site AND your CAT and NUKE all 3 of you and enjoy every second of it. Because make no mistake about it Lisa, I LOVE tormenting you. I LOVED erasing your pathetic site. I nearly had an orgasm doing it.
So go ahead. Make my fucking day and keep pushing it. Keep emailing Heidi, keep yammering on and on about me to anyone who will listen and by all means keep that garbage on your site up about me and Brenda--because I am nearing the end of my rope.
Roberta.
I had never before been on the receiving end of such venom, such anger--the rage of a runaway train barrelling down the tracks to certain destruction and devastation. It's just too much. I'm sat here, shaking violently and sobbing in that hysterical way that gets people thinking the worst about my intentions. The only saving grace with this hateful letter is that Roberta finally proved beyond the shadow of a doubt that she was, in reality, Brenda as well. I have long suspected that it was a sole deviant, a single perpetrator whose be-all and end-all was in tormenting me and my friends. I'm willing to bet she doesn't realize the slip she made. BRENDA was the woman who had my other site de-activated----the e-mail sent to me right afterward, the one where laughter and mocking ate up my monitor----was from Brenda Bratt, NOT Roberta. But this e-mail was written by "Roberta". But there is no Roberta. Did she ever catch this fatal slip? Probably not. In many ways, Brenda isn't too bright-----she spends every waking hour of her life coming after me----she's immature, shallow and petty. I have never met anyone quite like her before and I certainly hope there aren't a lot of Brenda Bratts online or perhaps I should just wean myself off the Internet before tragedy strikes. There's no real life as far as this woman is concerned. She lives in a prison of her own making. Someday, perhaps someday soon, she will see the error of her ways and begin to do something worthwhile with all this free time she seems to have.
I do not believe she has children. If she has, they are sorely neglected. How can this woman be a mother when she's online twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week? My little nieces and nephew are little kids and there's no possible way that my sister-in-law has time to be online for more than an hour a night, after the children are put to bed. Brenda's lies just keep coming and they will ultimately be her tragic undoing.
But, as usual, this woman became victorious again, because I had been crying so much. I am going to call the Erie, Pennsylvania police right now, Lynne. That's where Brenda lives! I have to put a stop to this horror show, girl I HAVE TO!!!
This is Constable Mary BRUNSWICK badge #354659, Toronto Police Service, Toronto Ontario. If you would like to confirm this call the Police number to speak with me. I have just read your email sent to Lisa Schultz. She had called the Erie, Pennsylvania police department and was quite hysterical. She wanted them to speak to you and to tell you that you must leave her alone. The Erie police service then called the Toronto police. My partner and I arrived at Miss Schultz's apartment to speak to her on this matter. There was concern that Miss Schultz would hurt herself. She has just let me read the e-mail that had her so upset. These notes are threatening and rude. Police have been called on this date. I am giving you a warning today not to be emailing her. If you do she will be giving us a phone call. We can trace anything on the internet. We will locate you and deal with the United States Police on this. Do not contact or email her again.
PC MARY BRUNSWICK
#354659
Toronto Police Service
Toronto, Ontario
At Mon 23 02 Roberta wrote:
I have tears running down my face I am laughing so hard. And I don't know what's funnier, that Lisa Schultz wastes the mounties time calling them to her house when she gets herself into trouble on the Internet or that mounties have time to make worthless, empty and impossible threats to American citizens. Both are equally as humorous. I know for a fact that neither "United States Police" nor Canadian mounties have the resources or time to "trace" people on the Internet over disputes between women on the Internet.
Constable, if you are reading this, please know that the woman you are dealing with is a deranged, mentally ill and unstable lunatic who loves Timothy McVeigh (Oklahoma City Bomber) and stalks and harrasses people who do not feel the same way she does. From time to time she pushes the wrong buttons and gets herself in to predicaments she can't handle and her immature recourse is to "call the police". If you want to waste your time dealing with her enemies online then so be it. But perhaps you should warn her to also stop emailing people unwarranted and threatening them. If need be I can forward you the emails from her-to me-in which she has threatened and harrassed me.
But I assume you don't want to be in the position of being an internet babysitter.
Have a great evening and please tell Ms Schultz that if she emails Brenda, Heidi, Roberta or anyone else who disagrees with her again and threatens to take her own life and blame the lot of us for it-WE will ALL be calling you and demanding that she be locked up in the nearest mental institution.
Thanks and have a GREAT night.
At Mon 23 02 Lisa Schultz wrote:
God, Lynne did you read those forwarded e-mails by Constable Brunswick and Roberta??? She has turned the tables once AGAIN to make it look as if I am the one stalking and harassing HER!! What a freaking liar! Roberta first contacted me over a year ago when she and her cronies wreaked havoc in my guestbook. And Heidi came out of nowhere last October and initiated contact with me---NOT the other way around for God's sake! They are sick, sick, sick and the worst sociopathic morons I have ever encountered both on and offline. They are an aberration, Lynne. And to think that whiny Heidi went screaming and crying to Roberta that Big Bad Lisa wrote an e-mail to her and she hated it. Whaaaaaaah. Brother! What losers. I know you have told me time and time again just to ignore them, but it's quite difficult when they are contantly getting at me one way or another. One of these days, they are either going to self-destruct, or else end up in prison. I've got to get to bed. Talk to you tomorrow. If there is a tomorrow, that is.
Fondly
lisa
