Awkward..

Sometimes things just get too awkward. Not too long ago I was invited to a school reunion.
Personally I could not have been less interested in meeting and "catch up" with the girls (yes we were ONLY girls in my class) I went to school with some 300 years back in time. If I didn't feel comfortable around the majority of them at the time, I cannot see how anything would have changed over the years.
What could have changed was my response to the invite. That was to the say the least a seriously unprofessional one. Cause I ended up just ignoring the invite.
For sure a more polite approach would have been to make the effort to send an actual response and say; thanks, but no thanks.
But I didn't.
Shame on me, but it is what it is.
Anyhow, for one reason or the other I really wanted to get in contact with one of these girls for a complete other reason. To accomplish this I went via the only one I've actually had some kind of contact with over the years and managed to track down this other girl.
So far so good, we're all good here.
But today I asked her about one of our class mates. A girl that did something really nasty to me some years after we finished our education, and is part of the reason I didn't feel any interest in heading for this reunion.
This is where my new found old friend from school told me this girl was also M.I.A. on the night of the reunion. But not completely. No, this girl had made a short, yet dramatic appearance via Facetime!
The reason for this was supposedly cause of her ex. She told someone or all of them she is scared of him, and is living in a secret and sheltered accommodation.
My initial thought about hearing this was; Ok, so the girl's a b-ch but OMG that is not good. Poor thing!
Deja vu..
However, this made me realise this was not the first time I heard this story. Cause someone told me the very same thing as late as last year. Where it came up in a discussion with a joint friend.
Our joint friend had been told by this old class mate of mine she was living with a hidden identity (in some ways that is a bit like living under a witness protection program) in a sheltered and secret accommodation.
Which in turn sparked a vague fragment of a memory that I had seen this girl's profile on some social media somewhere sometime last year or so.
So I started digging.
In less than two minutes I had discovered she is still active with her ever lasting nick on the message board she's been hanging on for some plus 15 years by now.
In an additional five minutes I had discovered her Instagram account. Which I must point out is not private at all but has both her first and current last name fully visible.
On this insta account she shows photos of her art work (I should not be considered to be a fan her art..) her kids, her animals as well as photos of her house.
Within a total of ten minutes - please remember I did not know her new married name - I now know where she lives.
I also know the name of her current husband, and that one of her kids from her previous marriage, with the man she is allegedly hiding from, is also living there with them.
Sorry but no, for sure something's off with her story.
But why?
The big question in all this is but why? It is so obvious she is actually not hiding from her ex. So why would anyone even come up with the idea of fabricating a story like this?
Is it all about attention?
Is it some kind of Munchausen syndrome?
Munchausen syndrome, is a factitious disorder in which those affected feign or induce disease, illness, injury, abuse, or psychological trauma to draw attention, sympathy, or reassurance to themselves.
Keeping a distance is one thing. In some cases also very much needed after one has broken up with someone.
But to have all your details out in the open on internet. Where anyone can find them, and claim you're living a protected life and you're in official governmental hiding from your ex is like a blow under the belt or a bitchslap to anyone who is not an attention seeker but actually live under those circumstances.
Stay tuned, for sure this story will continue..