I think mine is mentally unwell. If she wasn't, we might be able to build a positive relationship eventually, but I don't think that's possible for her.
I walked out on my last couple of jobs before I started working for myself.
At one, I had a coworker who was hyper competitive. She had two friends there who hated me even though we'd barely interacted. It got to the point where they started talking about beating and shooting me. The manager ignored it because he didn't like me for religious reasons. (He was a conservative Catholic who repeatedly accused me of sexual misconduct because I spoke to male coworkers "too often". He insisted that men and women speaking to each other unnecessarily is basically the same as sex.) I left and reported it to Security. There was a 3 month long investigation, run by the "Employee Satisfaction Dept.", which turned up no evidence, so I was told I had to report back to work. I did not. A month after I quit, the ringleader, who had been aggressively competing with me for years, quit also.
The job after that was less dramatic, but was frustrating. I spent 6 months trying to get the CEO and coworkers signed up for a business conference. I needed the CEO to decide who was going to which seminars, since she was paying. I emailed her the relevant info, and emailed it to her husband, and printed it out and gave it to her, all repeatedly, because she kept losing it. I also repeatedly texted her about it. The day after the deadline to sign up, she started to review the info. When a coworker pointed out that we'd missed the deadline, she accused me of misinforming her about when it was. The piece of paper she held up to show me the correct deadline was the original document I'd given her 6 months ago, and the deadline was written in my handwriting. She told me that since it was my screw up, I was going to call the people running the seminar and make them waive the late fee. While I was waiting to hear if the VP of that company would approve the waiver, she kept screaming down the hallway at me every few minutes to ask if it was done yet. I started thinking, you know, I could just get up and walk out of here... So I did. I left the keys on the desk and went to the park to watch some ducks.
The next day, I started working for myself, and that went great until I retired.
I wonder if this is going to change the price of unlocked used phones. Last time I bought a phone, it was unlocked and the same price as the locked ones.
It's definitely creepy and invasive. I try to cover my face and look away, too. The worst is when your neighbor has cameras pointing into your back yard, so you can't do anything private in your own space.
Without anonymity, there's no point even having the internet. All the good things that came out of the internet came from the ability to communicate anonymously.
I do, and then use redirects for everything, so I receive mail at that address but never give it out. I use my ISP to get online anyway, so they're already tied to me.
I think mine is mentally unwell. If she wasn't, we might be able to build a positive relationship eventually, but I don't think that's possible for her.