Well...court today was a waste of time...Pawnee County didn't inform Payne County that Travis had been served the Protective Order! Therefore the judge couldn't do anything but postpone the hearing to Mar. 17th.
I called Pawnee Co. They confirmed that it had been served and that somebody must have dropped the ball. So I went back in and talked to the judge and he went on to inform me that he didn't feel that he could have even granted the permanent protective order while Travis was unable to appear in court. SRSLY!?!?!
The guy confessed to police that he was going to kill me on February 18th and they can't even grant a protective order without hearing his side of the story. Send Payne Co. the interview tapes with his confession maybe then they'll make it stick. Instead I have to continue to appear in court until when??? He's released??? So basically I take it I'll have an EPO until he can appear in court or maybe just until he's proven guilty in a court of law. Who knows!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Who's Listening to the Real Message?
In case it wasn't clear...this person wasn't 'just anyone' that I befriended on Facebook. That is the what makes this so scary. He was a fellow classmate from high school that I THOUGHT I knew. We had mutual friends. We worked together. We hung out at the same hangouts. I have since realized that pretty much every scenario that he described in his last letter did in fact occur (giving him a ride home, getting stuck in my tracker, and the party in high school with the coin toss-though it had a different meaning then.) At the time I made the decision to befriend him on Facebook there was absolutely no reason not to. In fact the original friend request was months before he sent his first private message. I think that the connection through Facebook allowed him to develop these deeper feelings from afar without any interaction with me.
I also thought he could use a second chance at being my friend on Facebook. Since he seemed genuinely remorseful for the posts I had witnessed on his wall. I thought he was a friend who just got upset that things weren't going his way. I thought he needed to feel like he had a friend (even if it was in the most basic sense of the word.) It seems many are taking this at face-value and hanging on the statement that I 'barely knew' him ever which isn't true. The 'barely knew' part refers to who this person is to me 15 years later. Yes, 15 years later, I barely know Travis Tayor, obviously. I don't know. I just can't get past the few people that think I actually brought this on myself. Seriously...if they think that then they aren't listening.
If you think for a minute about this sick fantasy that was going on in his head, you will realize how simply updating my status on Facebook may be interpreted by him as some sort of code that speaks to him directly or what not. Each and every post I made to my Facebook was a potential affirmation to him that we had something. When in reality I was not speaking to him at all. I was just doing what everyone on Facebook does-updating my status to keep my friends and family involved in my life not realizing that it also kept Travis involved in my life. I'm sure many of my status updates encouraged his obsession.
I also thought he could use a second chance at being my friend on Facebook. Since he seemed genuinely remorseful for the posts I had witnessed on his wall. I thought he was a friend who just got upset that things weren't going his way. I thought he needed to feel like he had a friend (even if it was in the most basic sense of the word.) It seems many are taking this at face-value and hanging on the statement that I 'barely knew' him ever which isn't true. The 'barely knew' part refers to who this person is to me 15 years later. Yes, 15 years later, I barely know Travis Tayor, obviously. I don't know. I just can't get past the few people that think I actually brought this on myself. Seriously...if they think that then they aren't listening.
If you think for a minute about this sick fantasy that was going on in his head, you will realize how simply updating my status on Facebook may be interpreted by him as some sort of code that speaks to him directly or what not. Each and every post I made to my Facebook was a potential affirmation to him that we had something. When in reality I was not speaking to him at all. I was just doing what everyone on Facebook does-updating my status to keep my friends and family involved in my life not realizing that it also kept Travis involved in my life. I'm sure many of my status updates encouraged his obsession.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
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