No, I don’t have her address or means to find it. (Even if I go to her neighborhood, I have no idea what name to look for on doorbells: likely her BF’s, which I don’t know.) She once slipped up and revealed her name (I then gave her mine to make her feel less insecure, even though unlike hers, it’s basically linked to my address, which she can find with not too much effort). By learning she was at home, I could tell the police her name and neighborhood (which she voluntarily shared, much like I had told her which little village I live in), and they used their database to find her, knock on the door and ask if she was fine. I did not present any evidence so they had no reason to do anything more than a wellness check. It may feel weird but our police is very much unlike US cops. Look at other comments, I think it did make her uncomfortable (mainly the disappointment that I’m not actually coming, revealing the trick the police told me to use) but it was justified what I did, given that − as many now agree − the alternative was genuine, high suicide risk. (See the post she made that day: she was even more desperate in DMs to me.) This was a real emergency, and I did the bare minimum…
Don’t forget that Miisha didn’t find me creepy at all when we met, which is not foolproof but still a kind of validation that I’m not a lunatic who would harm her…
you manipulated a trans woman into giving you her address so you could call the fucking cops on her? what the fuck?
No, I don’t have her address or means to find it. (Even if I go to her neighborhood, I have no idea what name to look for on doorbells: likely her BF’s, which I don’t know.) She once slipped up and revealed her name (I then gave her mine to make her feel less insecure, even though unlike hers, it’s basically linked to my address, which she can find with not too much effort). By learning she was at home, I could tell the police her name and neighborhood (which she voluntarily shared, much like I had told her which little village I live in), and they used their database to find her, knock on the door and ask if she was fine. I did not present any evidence so they had no reason to do anything more than a wellness check. It may feel weird but our police is very much unlike US cops. Look at other comments, I think it did make her uncomfortable (mainly the disappointment that I’m not actually coming, revealing the trick the police told me to use) but it was justified what I did, given that − as many now agree − the alternative was genuine, high suicide risk. (See the post she made that day: she was even more desperate in DMs to me.) This was a real emergency, and I did the bare minimum…
Don’t forget that Miisha didn’t find me creepy at all when we met, which is not foolproof but still a kind of validation that I’m not a lunatic who would harm her…