Lisa Joy- my college apartment mate now social worker- my complaint
It is disappointing when your friends turn their back on you. It is terrifying when you have been the victim of a crime. That is why I did this. Lisa and I have the same BIRTHDAY. When I was in DC she once told me that Frank, my ex boyfriend, was not there for me when he should have been. I went to LISA’s wedding. She came visit me in DC when I was in law school and knew I had a busted knee. I have images of myself with her and my knee is in a brace.
When I was tripped on a set and then blacklisted, I called Lisa up. She screamed at me she was going to call the POLICE. I was in LOS ANGELES and terrified and had no idea why? I did not threaten her. I was scared. I wanted her to tell the UNION I had gone to law school. Her friend JENNIFER DISNEY had met a guy I had dated in DC named SAM. Lisa is one of the few people who knows that I dated both a FRANK and a SAM.
I wonder now if the rumors of my false STD had reached her. I wonder if she thought when I said I had an autoimmune disease, she thought I had AIDS. I am learning how quick people in America are to judge and to assume. I am learning that GOSSIP can be made to be the truth even when it is 100% false. I am disappointed in LISA and so I filled these charges with the MARYLAND STATE GOVERMENT MENTAL HEALTH DEPARTMENT.
My complaint says everything. STOP GAS LIGHTING ME. STOP THINKING CALIFORNIA BRAIN WASHED ME. STOP THINKING I AM THE VICTIM OF A CULT. I am not. I do not belong to any religious group. I am so sick of the fact that people back in MARYLAND would say horrible things about California or tell me I had no hope of acting. YOU WERE WRONG. Or send some guy my way because you think that is the answer. I am not anyone’s future house wife. I was never that kind of a woman.
Steve Missar was a guy I dated in college. He was from DC. He was a transfer student. What Lisa and her friend Jennifer Disney did not know about me was the my freshman year I lived above the radio station. I knew the DJs because they dated my room mate. I met Steve when he crashed a party I had and he and I agreed to trade CDs. We bonded over alternative music. He played Hockey and was a photographer. He was studying psychology. We started dating. But then one night (and this I did not tell anyone until recently) he tried to physically push me to have sex. I stopped him. He broke up with me. That was my sophomore year. For the next two years we often crossed paths. We knew some of the same people. But I never got back together with him. Though he tried to get me to hook up two more times. I was not the kind of girl who talked about sex. I never told anyone what STEVE Did until I realized that JEREMY GILBREATHE’s wife went to my college and Steve did the same thing to me that Jeremy did.
