it used to true whenever Bill would look at me, he’d always have a twinkle in his eyes and I came to expect to see his smile every time, but now I wait for even his eyes to shine as they did before, for a while I noticed his eyes still shined, but that beautiful smile didn’t follow as it did before. A small upward turn of his lips is all he could manage, but soon even that will be gone. For now, his eyes don’t even shine they just look blank, they just stare straight ahead, not even the small upward turn of his lips is he able to manage. The tears well up in my eyes, but I just smile at him and many times he’d grab my hand in desperation, for fear that I’d leave him sitting there just staring straight ahead because he no longer knows what he is supposed to do. He took care of me as long as he could, but he has forgotten. He thinks I don’t want to be with him anymore He's been dependent upon me for the last five or six years of his life , and I hate to admit it but it did become burdensome and I feel guilty, and did I lose some love for him? but my sister tells me that I loved him and took care of him ‘till the end She said I did it so well, and I did it out of love and respect for him. I don’t feel that way sometimes, but it is true. He's forgotten much of what he used to be, a man so capable of being alive and enjoying the life he lived and the many things he used to do. He did love me with all his heart, and he never looked around to find greener grass. He saw me at my worst, and my best, and he loved me deeply through every single moment of it good and bad. My sister reminds me of how much in love Bill was with me. She said she wishes that I could remember how much it showed in his eyes when he looked at me. I start to cry, the tears just flow. I know I did love him too and many times my eyes would show it when I was looking at him. He never minded my tears; he’d always hold me when I cried and he’d say hat he didn’t know what to do for me or how to help me. I used to look at him with the love and appreciation for all the many things he did through the years out of love for me. I would tell him that he was doing it, just holding me and letting me cry on his shoulder was all I would ever need. Oh, how I still miss him. I find myself smiling because I hear people outside my apartment and think it is Bill coming home, just for a moment, and then I remember that he is sleeping in death. It still stings after all these years. now I know why Jeremy had such a strong hold on me for so long. I miss Bill still, and I wish he was still here to be my loving husband the same as he was for 30 years.No comments to show.
This man claims to be Jeremy Clark of Allentown, PA He claims to be in Porto Novo, Republic of Benin – Africa. He says he’s been there since December of 2018. This is supposed to be a 21 story high rise office building for Exxon Mobile on the left. If anyone can verify his story, I would be extremely happy, and if anyone knows the identity of this man, I would be even happier to find that out.
Instagram and all social media is a prime breeding ground for these despicable liars, thieves, and well taught men and women. I knew something was up a long time ago, but the straw that broke the camels back came this morning. With this latest revelation, Jeremy knows it is over. I woke up with a different phone number in my contact book for him. When I called him out on that, he played the gaslight card. I thought that he had been getting forgetful lately and confusing me with someone else; but I kept that to myself.
Jeremy is good, in fact, he is an expert in this field. He has learned how to manipulate women and keep them dangling on the line for long periods of time. I knew he would eventually trip himself up. The saying goes, “Just give them enough rope and they’ll hang themselves.” I think most scammers are manipulative. They need you to feel sorry for their situation, (real or made up) so they can get you to do what they want you to do. They work at getting control over you through your emotions by getting you to be dependant on them for something. (romance, being taken care of, financial security, the future, and etc.) They make you need them, and then take advantage of that.
Any woman who has been scammed can probably identify and acknowledge some of the same feelings whether they voice it or not. “He just swept me off of my feet. He picked me up out of the deep black hole I had seen before, he dusted me off, he stood me on my feet, and then on a pedestal.
All the information he had given me including his supposed award letter from Exxon Mobile to build a high rise. This supposed contract he had put the total amount of the wage he was to earn for the completion of this supposed building in three months, starting in January 2019 to March 2019. Just give me a moment to figure this up. Then there was a fine at customs for him to pay to get the materials into the country of Benin, Africa. He hasn’t paid the workers in two years. His hotel bill hasn’t been paid for two years and now he sleeps on the floor in the shed they built for an office.
Things that got me were the times I asked pointed questions that needed direct answers and he’d give me vague answers that didn’t make much sense, and then try to change the subject, or he just plain wouldn’t answer them. I caught him off guard so many times and so many answers were not given. He always acted indignant when he didn’t want to answer me and showed that “how dare you doubt me” attitude. I used to tell him that a NO answer was THE answer. The reasons I list some of the things that Jeremy has done or tried to do is because he is not the only one that does these things. He is charming, very charming and able to convince a woman of anything he wants her to believe.
He wants things done his way, or you’re not cooperating with him. One example of this is we would once a month go over the budget for the month. He wanted me to subtract the amount of the bills in the order that he gave me. The trouble with that was some of those bills had not cleared the bank. So the amount in the bank was wrong. I do my budgeting in an Excel notebook with formulas so the checks would be listed as they would come out of the bank.
When I found something a little out of the ordinary such as strange wording of his sentences, things he didn’t know about the states, such as Social Security income, and Medicaid or things I knew were an out-right lie I put them either in my journal or wrote a story that he’s reading right now. Jeremy, the things I’m writing are not to intentionally hurt you, but when you were following 218 women on Instagram I wondered how many women you were taking money from besides me. I need to warn them about you and how you and others work. I don’t believe that you should get away with stealing money from widows, but you seem to think it is your right to do that. If they were doing that to your own mother, I don’t think you would be so closed mouth about it. I’m sure you would have a lot to say then.
Your explanations were sometimes ridiculous and your stories would make just about anyone roll their eyes at the person telling them. Yes, I did keep quiet most of the time, it saved me some headaches. If you want to know who the toxic one is, it’s you. You are downright dangerous. I imagine you did despise me crying any tears where you could hear me. There are probably a lot of women who cry within your hearing and it bothers you to no end. Your reason for that I doubt is the same reason I’m thinking. I’m not the only one that is able to shut off emotions. Do you even realize you do that?
All bets are off now, and I don’t care who sees this story about you Jeremy Clark, and I’ll bet you that you’re on my website looking for just this. See? You know me well. You forget, I know you pretty well too. I never believed you didn’t have the internet.
Here I am doing something I promised I’d never do again, exposing you once more, only rewritten. Guess what? Here it is; along with no apologies, no withdrawing allegations, and no explanations needed, it is what it is, isn’t it?
After I read a post on a site I follow this evening, I find myself questioning my own actions once more, but I couldn’t possibly be wrong, there is too much evidence against the accused. I question everything about you. I question each question I’ve asked you and have gotten a vague answer or no answer at all. I question the accent that you won’t tell me which country it is from, and get angry when I did. I question your motives, ability to manipulate, I question that phone number, I question what you are up to.
I question your ability to sound so sincere even in so much as the inflections in your voice, the tone, the pitch. I question if you’re taking money from others. Are you manipulating them the same way as you did me? Do you sound as sincere with them as you did with me? You used to remember every detail of our conversations, now you remember so few. I don’t think I was so far off telling you when you recover your sanity give me a call and we’ll talk. I can’t decide whether you have slipped into a deep depression and are beginning to lose it, or if this is the real you. As I said, the phone number is the straw that broke the camels’ back.
Some synonyms of outliers are deviated, anomaly, oddity, abnormality, unconformity, departure, and any other word that means something that stands apart from the rest of society, or a person or group who does not conform with accepted norms or rules.
Nothing about belonging to this particular group of outliers is worth bragging about. These outliers are thieves in the vilest sense of the word. Yes, I was caught in this web of lies until this morning when a new phone number showed up in my contact book for Jeremy. I knew for certain that I caught him and there were no explanations that were believable; and so, did he. Jeremy Clark is vicious in light of his ability to hook women so he can convince these women of his faithful and undying love in the shortest possible amount of time. Jeremy was well taught for he and those he teaches could sell a deep freeze to Eskimos, love to a widow, and fulfil his insatiable need for money.
This a two-edged sword to say the least. Life plays tug of war with our hearts. Elation is in one direction and disappointment in the other. Trying to recover from this heart-breaking trauma we feel as if it is three steps forward (he stole from me)) and back three (but he loves me) and it continues until we finally see them for what they really are. They are vile thieves who have no conscience.
I am not a toxic person, but I was called one several times by Jeremy. I had never done anything like this to anyone. What I had done was put his information online for everyone who wants to look can read about not only my situation, but about hundreds of innocent women who fall for anyone in this unfortunate group of people. I first put this information online in the summer of 2019.
My guess is that he lines his own pockets. Unfortunately, he did totally fool me at times, and I did fall in love with him. (Dreams and reality} proof of my suspicions is in many of my writings and published articles., and these led me into the troubled waters with one who has mastered the art of scamming. This is where my own lack of self-worth snapped shut the trap that has held me captive for three years while he has fed me continuously a special diet mixed with lies and poisonous words of love; and while I suspected him all along, he tried to gaslight me each time I’d catch him and call him out on his lies. Jeremy, I know you told me your first ten years were spent in Switzerland not Singapore like you told me recently.
You may wonder why I word this story the way I do, because it is I who lost so much money to whoever this goes to. There is no telling if the money goes into their own pockets, or for laundering, or to support a boss’s lifestyle, or to buy arms for countries at war and sell them on the black market. I really couldn’t tell you. So many times he’s tried to gaslight me, but I knew what he had told me, I know each time he is trying to gaslight me and I call him on it but he just gets mad and tells me I’m losing my mind. So many things gave him away, but I set those aside and let them go.
He and hundreds of others like him know just from listening to what is said what women want and need to hear. It appeared to me that he knew me better than many people who have known me for years. He knew exactly what I needed to hear, and then he simply sweetened my life with his poisonous words and I was his. Even though I put my trust in him, I had nagging doubts about him being real from the beginning. I listened intently to each thing he said, and many of the things he told me I checked out myself. I caught him in several lies but made excuses for him and told myself that he must have meant or said something different. With his words of love, I became disoriented beyond the point of being able to distinguish the truth from the lies and I could not say with any certainty which of his words were true, or which of his words were false. Yet I listened intently to what he said too and gained as much knowledge of him as he did of me.
They are COWARDS in every sense of the word and YES, I said COWARDS., all in caps They hide behind their phones while speaking poisonous words of love to you and do not even deny what you accuse them of. They are evasive when you ask them questions while they try to change the subject. When they do decide to give an answer because you keep asking until they do give an answer but it is hesitant and vague Their words are empty leaving your questions unanswered which just adds insult to injury. Then they wonder why you don’t trust them and they even act indignant at any suggestion that they’ve not been anything but honest with you.
He did sweep me off my feet and that was no secret; for my love for him obvious to those few that knew about him. He has a thick accent and was supposed to have been born in the US but he said that his accent was because his family lived in Switzerland for the first ten years of his life. Recently he told me it was Singapore.
Each time we have had a fight, it’s been the same one. I believe you scammed me. I believed it yesterday, I believe it today, and I will still believe it tomorrow. You may wonder if I knew these things, why did I stay for three years? And why did I let him rob me of so much?
It was his words filled with poison. It was his wonderful words I’ve never heard coming from any man and directed at me before not even from my late husband of thirty years. His words are pure poison. Any woman who has been taken in the same way will probably say the same thing. I had so much attention given to me by Jeremy, it was as if I had been starving for lack of it. His words were wonderful and they made me feel on top of the world. I felt as if I was back in my 30’s again, not in my 70’s. I felt more alive than ever. His attention and words of love gave me confidence in myself that I was a person that was loveable. I wasn’t just an old lady, he made me feel alive and young again he made me feel as if I were a valuable person.”
Am I not the most to be pitied that I needed such a man to make me see worth in myself? He made me feel good and robbed me while he was doing that.
His words were always kind and loving, his voice soft. He showered me with attention constantly and made me feel as if I were the most important thing in his life. He was romantic, and had no problem telling me he loved me.
In January of this year, everything I had been thinking about for the past three years had been building up inside and again I could no longer keep silent. I said a lot of things. I told him that his accent was Nigerian, and that he lives there. I reminded him that I’ve had shadows of doubt that nagged at me almost all the time. The fights we’ve had were all because of me feeling he was scamming me. At that time, I told him I no longer believed his stories. The words I spoke to him I still believe even more so today.
While I suspected all along that he was stealing from me I did feel that it was only money that he took from me; Even as I am writing this, my mind is telling me that he cares nothing for me, feels no shame and will show no remorse when he’s caught. If perchance he feels any shred of remorse, it’s only because he got caught, not because he’s sorry he steals from widows. By the way, I had a nice talk with the FBI two years ago. I handed in a report to them and the FTC about you, and your stories.
I really don’t owe Jeremy a thing, not even an explanation. He doesn’t care about me. Not only do scammers not care about you, but they do not care how far into debt you get into. They just want money. They just want you to keep on sending it. They are good at what they do and what is it that they do? They make women fall in love with them and shortly begin to ask money from them through many excuses. Until this morning I felt that a liar could not be so good at pretending and could not fake it but they can. They rob you while you love them. They do it in private for a living.
If you were given just one wish, and that is the only wish that you would ever get in your life, what would be your one wish? Would it be for glamour, happiness, money, power, world peace?
I know what I would ask for; I would ask to be given the same opportunity that Adam and Eve had. If you stop to think about this, what would that exactly entail? Well, according to the story of creation, Adam was created first, and Eve was made from Adam’s rib, and she was presented to him. They were told they were husband and wife. He was so happy that he said “At last, this is flesh of my flesh and bone of my bones.” He was grateful to have a mate to keep him company and be a complement of him.
In the garden of Eden Adam and Eve were perfect. Just think, Adam was created perfect; that was a perfect body and a perfect brain. What could be contained in a perfect brain? In my mind’s eye, I would never forget anything, not names, or conversations, or anything I have ever learned in my life. Math would be a snap for problem solving would not be a problem. We could easily learn any type of work that we wished to learn and only have to be told how to do things once. An infinite amount of information would be stored in our brains. Can you imagine that? All these things and more would be attained in just one wish.
The things that I have learned in my lifetime are so small compared to what I would love to explore and learn about. I would love to learn to read music and play the piano, the guitar, the flute, every instrument there is. I want to know all the species of animals, plants, fish, and trees. Then there is food so many foods I’ve never known and let alone tasted. I would have always liked to have my hands in the dirt to grow things, but the heat and the sun have been my adversaries. We get sick, old and die. Right now that is a fact of life. Will it ever be different from what it is today? What would be the benefit of that? What would you like to do? Swim with the whales? Explore the jungle? Pet a tiger or a lion, ride a hippopotamus? Nothing would be unattainable with just one wish.
How would the earth be? Would there be global warming today? How about air, water and soil pollution? Would they be here today, or would the earth be perfect too? It would have to be since mankind would not be ruining the earth. Think how green the grass would be, the deserts would be filled with life and beauty, the oceans would be oh so blue. That is to say that man is ruining the earth; all because of greed, selfishness and wickedness in the world. Think of what the earth would have been had Adam not sinned. There would be no imperfection. Think what men do now. Trash is everywhere, people are greedy and so food for their people sit on the docks rotting, cruelty is at a peak, the list goes on and on. One wish would clean the earth of selfishness.
There would be no death. It’s interesting that the sentence God passed on Adam was sin and death. (Genesis Chapter 3) Sin is missing the mark of perfection. Since Adam