Well - after wasting a year of my life - I discovered I found a Rat. Facebook. . . that's where it all started. I am an artist and was looking for new Artist friends. I found him. I saw his art and thought it was amazing, and then we started an online relationship. Starting planning things and everything was great for awhile. I remember in the beginning he told me about "Tunisian Rats" and I had no idea what he was even talking about, had no reason to even look online for something along those lines. . it should have been the first warning. Then as time went on, he was planning to get a visa and passport to come to me in the US. He never asked me for money or ever asked me for anything. He made a painting for me, and sent it to me with a few other trinkets. My family here was impressed. Then the Tunisian Revolution happened and we worked through that together, and the government shut down so the visa took forever, then he decided to sell his house and that took forever. Then we fast forward to Mid July - to Early August - he has his passport and visa, I ask for pictures to see these things to prove it basically, he sends me pictures but not of what I wanted to see or of things Photoshoped. . and I work in the Graphic design industry so I can spot fake things. Then he says he bought me a camera and is sending it. . .big shocker here but that never arrived after he claimed it got held up in customs because it was an expensive item. . yeah I called customs. Then he claimed he was coming to me. Every time he was supposed to be on a plane some dramatic event happened, to delay him another day. It was a taxi accident in London, stabbed in St.Louis, Sent back to Tunisia for being stabbed but instead of going to Tunisia he claimed to be in Austria spending time there, then it was a flight into Philadelphia over the 4th of July, and he claimed that boarder patrol held him for days without food, water, a hotel etc. and then sent him back. This time he went to Ireland to spend time. Claiming to see things the whole entire time, and but shocker, couldn't take photos with his camera because the memory card wouldn't fit into his laptop. . . so I suggested going and getting a external memory card reader. . never went and did that and never acknowledged the idea. Then he claims to have a phone and wants to call me and never does. Now we are at leaving Ireland part and coming back to the US. He flies in again and once again makes up a bunch of stuff. . and ends up "taking a train" to a city 45 minutes away. . and said he would be here. . well I had a concert to go to in Chicago that weekend and he told me to wait on him and not to go, knowing full well he wasn't coming to me, I went anyway. That's when he decided to send this message about how he was in Chicago looking for me outside of the venue and never found me but that he was being deported and had to go back to Tunisia. . . at that point I was done dealing with him. But for some reason, for a few more weeks I held onto the hope that maybe I had found someone, that maybe all of that was true and that bad things just happen. . basically trying to hold the faith even when everyone around me knew better. . they all thought he was a liar. And I stood up for him. He would bash all of my friends, telling me how horrible they were, he would make dramatic statements about killing himself to me if I had questions, or challenged him, and at first I bought into it and fell for it and then I noticed the pattern and said to hell with it. He sent me naked photos and would pressure me to do the same and I knew that was a red flag and didn't trust him. So I have tons of naked photos of this man. . and didn't really want any of them. That to me was a turn off and then if I didn't respond to him with, "Your so handsome." or something of the like he would throw a big fit and then once again threaten to kill himself. Now we end on the last trip back to Tunisia after coming to the US about 3 times. This time he had to go back to Tunisia to prove that he had ties to the country because according to him the US was concerned because he didn't have a job or house in Tunisia to go back to and they were afraid he would stay in the country illegally. So he had to go back to Tunisia for a job interview at the Ministry of Education, then shocker, he got the job and had to wait a week for some official paper. Then he had to go to the embassy and make an appointment for an interview to get his passport, and according to him since he was a Teacher he could travel all over the world without problems. During this time, he decided to get a "Tattoo" of my name on his chest. The whole time I thought he was full of shit, then he sent me a photoshoped picture of my name on his chest and made it look a little red to show irritation. . but he forgot one thing. . when you get a tattoo if you have hair in the area, they shave it all off. . he wasn't shaven. Then I had a Psychologist look at ALL of the messages (A years worth) from him and he told me that he was emotionally abusive and that if he did ever actually come to the US that I would be abused mentally and physically by this person, that he would basically have me under lock and key, not let me go anywhere, do anything or be with people that I cared about. He would consume every moment with me, and say it was either because he didn't know anyone, didn't know how to survive without me, couldn't live without me etc. And that he even said to me that he would be horribly depressed if I went anywhere without him. Which to me equaled ball and chain and freak the hell out and run away from that. So, after talking to my Psychologist friend, I knew enough was enough. Keep in mind *****had befriened most of my family and quite a few of my friends on Facebook as well. Which I thought was interesting. I am a very private person by nature and don't just let people into my life, or share them with the people in my life that I love. But he took it upon himself to befriend everyone and it actually impressed me that someone was making that huge of an effort to get to know me and my friends/family. So anyway back to me knowing enough was enough - one night after a weekend evaluating things and hardly getting online to talk to him, I sent him something that said I needed time to think about things. And he wrote me back and said that if I needed time to think about things that, it meant I did not love him and he was going to end his life and kill himself. And I said, "Well you just made my decision for me then" And then I got tons of messages after that about how he was going to really kill himself and end this life and he could not live without me and that I had killed him. So what do I do? I send out a mass message to everyone that was friends with him on my list and asked them to block and delete him. They all did. Then he made a fake profile. And started sending a big letter full of bull-shit to friends of mine that he didn't even know, basically trying to slander me, make me look like the bad guy and get people to leave me so that I would crawl back to him. Instead people either gave no reaction to him or told him "Sorry about your luck dude but what you do to yourself is not on my shoulders." Then he makes a fake psychologist profile and starts sending me hate mail from this "Psychologist." Saying that he had tried to drink chemicals to kill himself but fortunatly in the middle of the night in the hotel, it was quiet so people heard his screams and saved him just in time but only I could help save him the rest of the way. . it was all bull-shit. And the fake psychologist had her profile set up to where I Could not message back at all. So the first message was all compassionate then the second one about 3 hours later said he had died, then the 4th and 5th messages were full of threats, hateful language, and just all around bull-shit. Then the 6th one said that they were suing me for internet fraud and that I was a scammer. . . after that I blocked anyone on Facebook that is not a friend from sending me anything. Since then there has been one bit of contact that I Know - he wrote a friend the next day (After he was supposed to be dead and on the same day that his "Funeral" was scheduled for) And said, "I am really going to fucking kill myself right now!! She never loved me! She is horrible!" etc etc. And so I rolled my eyes and now not one message or anything. This all started in September 2010 - and went till August of 2011. . so this is more than fresh in my mind. Attached is a picture - so that you do not have to deal with him. So the question becomes - what in the world was the point in doing all of this? What did he think he was going to gain from me? From the very beginning I told him "If you are looking for money you are hitting up the wrong American. I am broke and in debt." And he swore that wasn't it. And when we planned meeting one another I told him that he had to come here first because if he did not my entire family and everyone in my life would wonder if he was just using me for a visa etc. So he said he understood and wanted to come here first then. And so then went the entire process. I could publish a book with the BS that was going on.