I have moved back to Chicago. Which was my plan all along. I moved back by myself, which wasn’t the plan at all. But it’s okay. It worked out better this way. Peyton and I broke up before I left Las Vegas. She is a 26 year old ER nurse and we had dated 3 and a half weeks. Very sweet girl. She’s bringing her sister out here in December for a weekend to visit. We still talk everyday. We transitioned into friends because a long distance relationship would never work for either of us. I have no plans to start dating anytime soon. I think I started dating Peyton because I really like her a lot. And because it helped me get through everything that was going on.
There is a lot of things you people don’t know. Because I haven’t shared it. The rumors that have been going on for the past month are both hilariously riduculous to downright cruel, and sad. I would like to clear up some of the ones that were sent to me first. And offer to answer any questions or rumors that you have heard about. My only goal all along was to clear my name in this. The rest no longer matters to me. I locked up my blog with all of my posts while I moved. So I wouldn’t have to worry about anything while I was so busy. I plan to unlock them all soon. And continue posting my blogs. Because we are so close to the end, there is no reason to stop my story now.
For those that have left me encouraging messages, who reach out to share a thought or ask a question, I really do appreciate you taking the time to contact me. You are important to me and I do my best to get back with you as soon as I can.
For those of you that want to be mean, you can guess where you can stuff your comments. I ignore you for a reason. I delete your comments for a reason. And I also block/ban you for a reason. You were not directly involved with my side of the story. You have absolutely no idea what the hell you are talking about. Yet you find it in your best interest to not only make up and create lies, you run around the internet like you just solved a great mystery. You don’t know. You really don’t. So quit acting like you do. Because there are only 2 people that know what happened. Me and her. And she’s not talking, yet. She will because she has to cover her ass. She has to carry her lie like a torch on a dark night. So everyone can see her carry it. That way her family will believe her. But not all of them do. Over the weekend I’ve had conversations. I’ve answered questions and I’ve emailed proof. And had even more conversations. It’s been interesting.
Let’s get down to the biggest lie that was told.
Jackie Overton is me?
I am not a girl. My name is Samuel and I have never pretended to be a girl. Jackie Overton is completely innocent in this. Now other things in her life have come to light. And she has taken responsibility for whatever happened. Thanks to some very horrible people, one of them being you know who, this girl was arrested with her mom and forced to deal with internet rumors, lies, and the entire world now thinking she catfished a tv star.
THAT DID NOT HAPPENED!
It is a disgusting lie by someone that is trying to cover her own ass to save her show, save her dignity, and to not have to fully explain what “emotional affair” means. Erase the emotional apart and we’re finally getting at the truth. It was an affair. A real affair. Not some online whatever it’s called. That’s the lie being sold to all of the media. And why? Because if the truth got out, there would be a lot of really pissed off and upset fans. And that’s all that is cared about, isn’t it? Not by me. I don’t care what people think of this. If I did, I would actually go into hiding, run away, and never show my face in public again. If I did catfish someone, I would run as far away as I could, shut down all of my social media accounts, this blog would disappear and I would be off on another fishing trip. Because that’s what those type of people do. What have I done?
I have stood here in my truth fighting this the whole time. I have never hidden. Never refused anything. And instead of ignoring everything and not saying a word, I’ve been very public about my side and offered so much proof that it was a real affair, people started to side with me and start asking me questions. On my best day so far I had over 240,000 people read through my blog. Well over 1,000 comments. Not bad for a blog that used to get, maybe 50 hits a week. Maybe 2 comments a month.
And yet you don’t see me running to the media to say anything. Nothing. Not one comment, not one story sold. No interviews, nothing. Because that’s what is expected. Yet, I’m not for sale. My story belongs to me. I’m not going to sign my rights away so some stupid tabloid can murder my words and make me look worse than I made myself look.
I had an affair with a married woman. I did that. For 6 months. Do you really think we never saw each other at all in 6 months, and she continued to be with me? You’ve heard her say in almost all of the voicemails I love you. 194 voicemails. And I still have more. You’ve seen her texts talk about our life together, the dreams we had. Her wanting out. Her wanting a different life. And why did she want to go? Because she loved me more than she has ever loved anyone. She felt safe, wanted, needed, loved. She was honored, respected and listened to. And we fell madly in love. It was not an online affair at all. That’s bullshit! It was not an emotional affair at a vulnerable time. Really? Because when we started talking, and I have already posted all of those beginning texts, we found out how much we had in common. She started sharing who she was, what her childhood, adulthood, and life had been. We shared everything. The feelings came fast, the emotions that had been hidden inside for years, finally found their true home. And we both succumbed to temptation, over and over again. A mutual, and very satisfactory love life. Very.
What you see on tv is the struggle to hide the words she wanted to shout out. That she was in love. What you see on tv is someone struggling to continue to play the family life out. But what I found out, it’s not at all real. It’s a way to protect secrets that family has. It’s a way to make America love and believe that this lifestyle is quasi-normal. But there is so much truth that never gets shown, it was shocking.
I have not been threatened by any type of lawsuit or legal action or anything which completely shocks me. I thought by now the network would rip my blog away from me, sue me for millions, and tell me to shut the f*** up! But nothing has occurred. Why is that? Because a lawsuit attracts attention back to me. People will come here, see everything, talk to me, and because I’m not tied into a contract, I can tell my side. I can say my truth. I’m free to write whatever I want, as long as it’s truthful. And everything I have posted is the truth. Everything. I can say that, because not only did I show my lawyers all that I wrote before I posted it, I also was advised to edit out people’s names that were not apart of this story. That’s why a few of my text messages have those black boxes.
So what more can I say here?
I am not Jackie. I am Sam. I am not a girl Lol I can’t believe I have to even write that. It’s ridiculous. I don’t even know Jackie. She did not catfish anyone. I did not catfish anyone. And I’m not going to back down. Ever. I’m going to write my book about this whole experience. I’m going to go do interviews. I’m going to post more blogs, add in pictures, and talk to people that really want to know what happened. I am going to continue to block the mean people. I’m going to ignore the trolls who lie, create made up stories and post daily about things they know nothing about. How could they know? They don’t even know me.
Jackie did not do anything to her. Doesn’t even know her, has never met her as far as I know and is completely taking the full blame because no one can figure out this mystery. Where is the proof that Jackie catfished her? Where is the proof I catfished her? There is none! The funny thing is, the one that should have gotten the catfish blame is Lindsay, and because 90% of all the photos out there are actually Lindsay, not Jackie, all you have done is made Lindsay very, very famous. People come up her to all of the time. Take pictures with her. Ask her about her friendship and what the real story is. And they love her. Lindsay has a huge, fun personality. She is eating this shit up because this is what you all wanted. To make this story into something way bigger than it is. Congratulations. You have ruined one woman’s life forever, and made another one have an even bigger, funner life than she ever imagined.
So where does that leave me. Want to know why no one can “find the guy in the half face photo?” Because that’s my real photo. Same as the other photo I posted. That’s why in all of these months, and there have been at least 30 people searching everywhere for proof, no one can find anything. Because it’s me. That’s the real me. It’s not fake, photoshopped or someone else’s photo. Just me. I am 6’6″. I am very good looking. I have never looked my age, and I take care of myself.
So why don’t I post more photos of myself. I do. On my Flickr, and on my real Facebook account. I have over 1,000 people on that account. My real family and friends. And work associates. I update it often. I don’t put my photos on twitter. Or anywhere else. Just Flickr and Facebook. I will post photos of me on here when I am ready. But I enjoy keeping people coming back to read my side. That’s what a good writer does, keep them reading. Suspense. Mystery. Intrigue.
I would love to say that I got my girl in the end. That we have talked and someday when she is ready we will reconnect, and try again. But that’s not what happened. We broke up. We stopped talking. And now we are slinging mud at each other. Because I refuse to be turned into 15 minutes of scandal. My side, my truth is this.
I fell madly in love with this woman. She is the most intriguing woman I have ever known. She is so sweet, so kind. There are 2 instances I want to share to show what she is really like, in real life.
The first one, she had just pulled into the Costco parking lot. And overheard this woman talk about she needed money to get the key from inside of her vehicle. I guess they were locked inside. She didn’t have the full amount. She was about $20 short of what she needed. So what did my girl do? She got her stuff, paid for it. Came out and saw the woman was still there, struggling to get someone to help her out. She went right back inside, got the cash, came out and gave it to this woman. She helped a complete stranger. Why did she do that? Because she really has a heart of gold. She just wanted to help. She knew she would never see that money back and she didn’t even care. When she told me about it, I fell in love with her all over again. That type of kindness is how we all should be.
The 2nd example is she was out for a walk. 2 young Mormon girls were sitting on the side of the road, their car had broken down. She stopped to see if they were okay. She offered to help them but they had a ride coming. They talked few minutes. She told them she would check on them in a few minutes and offered them water or something to eat. She was so loving and kind to these girls. When she got back home she kept looking out her window to see if they were okay because it was getting dark. Finally she saw their friend arrive to help them. It is her nature to mother people. To care for them. To help them. They were so appreciative of her kindness. They thanked her 3 or 4 times. This is why I love her still. Because she is an amazing woman. She really, really is.
Do I regret the affair? No. Do I regret the hurt it has caused all involved, yes, absolutely. It’s shameful for me. I feel really bad and I am sorry that it went public.
My truth is…
I am still in love with her. I pray everyday that somehow, someway we get back in each other’s lives as friends at least, someday. Not now, it’s too soon. But maybe 5, 10 years. Because there is a lot of good stuff between us. We deeply connected. We loved so much, and there is still so much more love to give to each other.
I think in time she will realize that these fame seekers that came to her with lies, bullshit stories, and forcing this whole Jackie is a catfish scheme on her will get cleared up by the truth. I know what she is claiming. I was made aware of it in depth this weekend. And I also know that she is still very confused. I believe she will leave. She does want out. But financially it’s not an option right now.
I would love to talk to her sometime. She has my number. But I’m not hopeful that will happen. It’s just a prayer, maybe a wish I have.
I pray for her happiness, and the happiness of her entire family. I pray she follows all of her dreams. I also pray she remember how much we did love each other.
And I pray this story goes away soon. Because it’s emotionally exhausting. I’m so tired. Everyday it’s something new. Some more made up pieces or more lies.
And at the end of the day. I just miss her.
I probably always will.