I can't seem to shake this feeling of waiting for the second shoe to drop. Past few days, someone has been making death threats via the phone to me. I think I know who it is, so I called the hospital and talked to the main desk in the psych ward , who transferred me to the doctor for the person I suspect. I'm told that they can block this number. They may just take away his phone privilages.
In Ronnie's twisted mind, he would have reason to hate me. In his world, I am keeping Mary from him. I am the one who intervened when he was beating her up. I am the one 'filling her head with nonsense' that anyone who pounds on you isn't good to be with. In short I am the obstacle, remove me and you have access. Of course that's only in his universe.
Somehow, I don't think that is the source of this feeling, but it could be a contributing factor. I really don't know what I think is going to happen...I only know I have this sense of foreboding... and it isn't very comforting.