I am not Chauvin. I wouldn’t have done that. I am trying to empathize. What happened was absurd. So I am trying to understand. Put myself in his shoes. But it appears he may have actually committed first degree, premeditated murder. In the moment. I would never do that.
Anyway, I love Stacey Peterson. My crazy period doesn’t reflect on her or her beliefs. It is a symptom of the severity of things I have endured. My full recovery is a testament to her love, patience, and understanding. And I love her.
Stacey, I talked to Scott Junker. I told him you are the most beautiful woman in the world. He wasn’t sure what to say. He said that you work somewhere. It wasn’t Timbuk2. I just smiled. I hope you can trust me. I never used information about you from others and I was never trying to. Other people projected their own serious unresolved issues, and guilts, on to me.
I hope this is obvious and that you see it. If you don’t, I would love to help you see it.
I don’t remember what Scott said and it wouldn’t make a difference. Nothing anyone has said about you would make a difference. I drove around Santa Cruz until I found your car. On the bridge, I had already seen you on it before. The timing was a coincidence. I got TWO flat tires on my way there!
The idea that Kyle is a crazy stalking criminal is ridiculous, and is only representative of that persons own guilt for themselves.
Yes, I have some crazy things. But it must be clarified. I am fully responsible my crazy, but not any other persons crazy. That is my sanity and I hope to love you for a lifetime. Because you’re worth it.
What about George? What about the victims of the home invasion he was convicted of? There’s a lot to think about. If it weren’t for the news, I wouldn’t be thinking about it. I’m going for a walk. And then studying. None of this is my business. It’s between the attorneys, the judge, and the people involved.
My business is showing Stacey how beautiful she is. On the outside and the inside.