People in my community are ignoring the dark brown, obvious, hair roots in nearly every photo of me and they’ve managed to spread a rumor that there are two of me. There aren’t. There is a bitter, short, adult male that is six years older than me and is trying to say he dated a prettier copy of me that doesn’t exist. I dated this guy for about three months, when he was a security guard. He is now a police officer in my home town, where he never lived or attended school. Apparently, he wanted to impress other guys, or protect his ego by saying he dated someone who looked like me; someone prettier who just had the same name.

My dna hasn’t changed. My fingerprints on file with dmv haven’t changed. My fingerprints on file with DOJ for job site clearance have never changed. Neither has my thumb print on my exams that I had to pass in order to work in my career field.

Regardless, I still am being put through hell since dumping him. Why did I dump him? He put my dog in a headlock in 2013, and tried to claim she attacked him. She was a puppy. I dumped him after he said, “I’m sorry for whatever you think you saw.” His daughter was the one that yelled at him to stop choking my dog. He told her to be quiet. Did we both see something? Oh, and apparently all custody of her went to her mom. The last time I saw her, she was running around a local pizza place in tattered clothes, and he wasn’t anywhere in sight. Maybe it just wasn’t his custody day? I didn’t see her mom there either, though. I really hope he didn’t let her go to foster care when he lost his security guard job.