Yanking yourself from a cycle of domestic abuse is mindfuckery at its best, it really is. You second guess yourself, you fall back into patterns that have the illusion of good and safe. You can put yourself there or end up there not knowing how the fuck you got there…again…and…again… There is not part of … Continue reading Domestic Abuser & Diversionary Tactics
The criminal justice system in Lancaster, PA and their so called ‘victim advocacy’ is a full on cruel joke, bend over, it’s going to hurt *bad* kind of joke. If your ‘husband’ tries to kill you, the Lancaster DA has his back! Would you like Disney shaped fries with that? Yesterday the Lancaster Court of … Continue reading The Joke of Victim Advocacy Compliments of Lancaster, PA & Disney Princesses
How do you rebuild a life that was literally and figuratively violently altered by someone else’s choices? How do you navigate crippling grief that swooped in and hijacked your life when you are the goat? I don’t have those answers, I’ve been there, done that. I can attest that you don’t really ever rebuild it … Continue reading Does He Remember Why The Goat Was In Danger?
I ‘graduate’ from trauma therapy on Thursday, my last day. She told me I won’t get a cap and gown – I’m ok with that. I feel like I haven’t been able to grasp the momentum I had pre TBI. Having your face broken and truly unable to function without help really highlights how alone … Continue reading I Feel Like I’m Slipping
That is me, when I was married and thought I married a man who would honor vows, who gave me his name. It's my birthday. What did I do? I can tell you he never said happy birthday to me. I sat in front of the court house for I don’t know how long, my … Continue reading Happy Birthday to my Wife
That is what Jackie Staffier kindly informed me I was, last night when she thought she could be a hard ass and give me a phone call. Apparently a follow up to make sure I received the message that she plans to “fuck’ my husband Kleo, and she will “win, hun”. My husband picked a … Continue reading Happy Birthday, Cunt – Love Jackie
I know grief isn’t linear, I know ambiguous loss cuts a deep and stays deep and has been my partner in crime for near 9 months now. I won’t get closure on what I lost, not now, not ever. Getting to the point of accepting that is progress. This is one of those days were … Continue reading Over It