That said, let's profile the alleged perpetrator in question. This kind of shit has been going on for me since the '80's, so I know a side, a very ugly side, of this kind of person, whether this particular manifestation of unavailable woman is a real thing or not.
So let's just say this right off: it's not enough for this type of person to be a very physically attractive person. It's not enough that this person enjoy good health and all that good health brings. Sometimes these types come from pretty privileged circumstances, but not necessarily so. In this particular person's case, her career success doesn't seem to be enough for her, either. She has the love of many friends, family, not to mention her fans, but that doesn't quite seem to do it for her. It's not even enough that this person has a righteous boyfriend in tow at all times. And, believe me, they've got the righteous boyfriend in tow more often than not when they come see about me. All the things this person has doesn't seem to fill some emptiness inside of her, so this type of loveliness seems to have the need for someone they can take a big steaming shit on, and that's where I come in. The world has not run out of these types of women for Richard Alexander by a long shot. I guess God is giving me plenty, but plenty of chances to get it right. So yes, there is a type of woman lining up outside my door with a line snaking around the block, and it is just this special type.
I've yet to bust up their righteous boyfriend deal in all of my now fifty-three years of life. Well, that's not exactly true, I have had a hand in some of that, but not so that they'd ever then get with me in the aftermath. And, why on Earth would I not jump at the chance to get with such a person after seeing this very special side of themselves that they seemed to save just for my benefit? Smelling a rat, a rat that wants to lay its own special brand of rat turd all over my existence, is enough for me to feel satisfied when I thwart them on their holy mission from God yet once again.
So no, I don't know if the New Invisible Woman was for real or not, and for that matter, I don't really care either. I just went through an experience where she just as might as well have been a real thing, and she can consider her ass kicked, thank you very much. I'll do a Righteous Boyfriend Reality Check in a few days, but today I'm taking the day off, and in the interval, I'll live what I consider to be a pretty meaningful life. A life that any old turd that rolls down the turnpike has to compete with in terms of personal satisfaction and fulfillment, and this one so far has not even come close to usurping. I am not looking to escape to anywhere, and the only expectation I ever have from an unavailable woman who lands under my skin is for them to just pass through on their way to somewhere else.