Iman and Adnan's Overlapping Timelines

Some people we encounter at significant moments in our life over and over again. They are connected to us on an invisible string. If you read my books, if you followed my blogs, then you know, there are many people connected to me on an invisible string. If you read in Iman's Little Blog 2, then you'll know that I made an active and conscious effort to remove myself from these timelines ans these strings. You may know that I chose someone that was not part of them and decided to pursue that person. You may also know that God laughs when we plan. For those more divinely guided than others, and I consider myself more divinely guided than others, when you stray from God's plan and his guidance, he will violently pull you back. He sends you signs, he speaks to you gently and if you don't listen he shouts. He will set you on course. When I went to New Orleans in March, I was sexually assaulted. I was sexually assaulted in front of Ranger. Technically, I was right behind him. A group of three men were walking by us, Ranger retroactively admitted he was afraid of them. So he stepped in front of me and walked faster away from me. These men then groped me. Ranger claims to not know the difference between the words grab and group. So when I told him what had happened, he thought that I meant grabbed. He said and I quote "that's weird". This conversation devolved into him being upset that I called another man for help since he kept talking about coffee and scrolling through his phone after it happened. The next day I caught up with Adnan Shirvani. Ranger came too. I didn't think much of it at the time not until now not until I came to realize that the last time I saw Adnan Shivrani, I began seeing Ranger 3 months later. Now, almost exactly 3 months after seeing Adnan Shivrani in New Orleans my relationship with Ranger is coming to a nasty close. Weakened greatly by the ordeal of someone sexually harassing me just paces behind him with him doing nothing to protect me and perhaps annihilated by his insistence that he be coddled after stressing me out all day on my birthday... set in the beginning of the Iranian resistance against Israel, he battles me. I fear there is no coincidence in timing. God does not leave things to coincidence. Adnan's timeline is intertwined in mine. I just wonder what this overlap of our timelines means for me.