Daily Archives: January 19, 2012
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“Where did I go?”, Susan thought to herself as she got dressed for work. That woman of mystery and allure that she had once envisioned herself as was far from what her life was now.
Here she was living a lie and getting ready to play out an even bigger one. Susan had been abused by her husband for 15 years. They had three children out of their marriage with the youngest one being only 5 years old.
She had made up her mind the night before that she had to escape. There was no way that she could take any more of this sham, the pretense was slowly killing her but worse, she feared that Jason was on the verge of doing it himself.
He was sure that she was cheating on him, which was the furthest thing from the truth. She would have been too scared to ever do something like that even if she wanted to, which she didn’t. ”Why in the world would I want another man after having to live through hell with you for these last 15 years?” she often thought when the accusations would start flying.
The vile, filthy things he would say amid these tirades disgusted her to the point of never wanting to have sex again for the rest of her life. Maybe that was his intentions all along, but Susan doubted it. She could find no rhyme or reason to his fits of rage. They never made any sense to her. ”You make me sick! I hate you so bad that I’d like to kill you myself!!” was usually how it always ended, his last parting shot to her psyche before it was followed by a blow to the face or his hands around her throat squeezing the breath out of her.
Yes, Susan was ready to save herself today. ”I’m sorry kids,” she thought as she took a last look in the bathroom mirror, “but you’re gonna have to stay here for a couple of days without me.” Susan wasn’t too worried about that part, Jason never hit them. They were just his little pawns that he used against her, too valuable to alienate them.
As she came out of the bathroom, Jason was standing there glaring at her. ”It’s the third Saturday in a row that you’ve had mandatory overtime! This is ridiculous! You sure you’re not going to meet somebody instead?”
“Don’t be like that!”, she replied. ”You know I have no choice, it’s mandatory. What do you want me to do, lose my job? Then where would we be? You’ve been out of work since Karen was nine months old, somebody has to support this family.”
That was another thing Susan was starting to resent him for. She had been working sixty to seventy hours a week for three weeks straight and was worn out. Then she came home and had to clean up the house, fix dinner, get the kids rounded up and ready for bed, all before she could ever seem to sit down and rest. Jason’s famous phrase was, “Look, mommy’s home and daddy is off duty now!”
No wonder she got hooked on meth. She had to do it just to keep herself going. It wasn’t all that hard to get and half the people that she worked with were doing it too. So that was a way to add a little more income to the household as well, Susan became their supplier.
She used the money from the meth sales to cover Jason’s Morphine and Oxycodone addictions, in addition to the meth. She didn’t pay anything for hers, which was no longer a high but rather a necessary evil.
As Susan walked out the door, her legs were shaking. This was it, she would never come back to this house again, never see any of her possessions again either. She knew that Jason would hold her worldly goods as hostage in attempts to lure her back but it wasn’t going to work this time. He could have, have it all but the kids!
In reality, Susan was supposed to be working today but on Thursday they had announced that Saturday overtime had been cancelled. That’s when the plan started to take shape in her mind, all it lacked was the backbone to do it.
Jason opened the door up and took one parting shot at her as she got in the car. ”I’ll be calling you at work in about half an hour just to be sure you’re really there!”
“That’s fine, I’ll be there,” Susan replied as calmly as she could and closed the car door…
VERY IMPORTANT INFO!! Please read and stay safeA MESSAGE FROM THE OFFICE OF ATTORNEY GENERAL
STATE OF MICHIGAN :
While driving on a rural end of the roadway on Thursday morning, I saw an infant car seat on the side of the road with a blanket draped over it.
For whatever reason, I did not stop, even though I had all kinds of thoughts running through my head. But when I got to my destination, I called the Canton PD and they were going to check it out. But, this is what the Police advised even before they went out there to check….
“There are several things to be aware of … gangs and thieves are now plotting different ways to get a person (mostly women) to stop their vehicle and get out of the car.
“There is a gang initiation reported by the local Police Department where gangs are placing a car seat by the road…with a fake baby in it….waiting for a woman, of course, to stop and check on the abandoned baby.
“Note that the location of this car seat is usually beside a wooded or grassy (field) area and the person — woman — will be dragged into the woods, beaten and raped, and usually left for dead. If it’s a man, they’re usually beaten and robbed and maybe left for dead, too.
DO NOT STOP FOR ANY REASON!!! DIAL 9-1-1 AND REPORT WHAT YOU SAW, BUT DON ‘T EVEN SLOW DOWN.
“IF YOU ARE DRIVING AT NIGHT AND EGGS ARE THROWN AT YOUR WINDSHIELD, DO NOT STOP TO CHECK THE CAR, DO NOT OPERATE THE WIPER AND DO NOT SPRAY ANY WATER BECAUSE EGGS MIXED WITH WATER BECOME MILKY AND BLOCK YOUR VISION UP TO 92.5%, AND YOU ARE THEN FORCED TO STOP BESIDE THE ROAD AND BECOME A VICTIM OF THESE CRIMINALS.
THIS IS A NEW TECHNIQUE USED BY GANGS, SO PLEASE INFORM YOUR FRIENDS AND RELATIVES.
THESE ARE DESPERATE TIMES AND THESE ARE UNSAVORY INDIVIDUALS WHO WILL TAKE DESPERATE MEASURES TO GET WHAT THEY WANT.”
Please talk to your loved ones about this. This is a new tactic used. Please be safe.
Get started NOW — SEND THIS MESSAGE TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES TO BE CAREFUL AND AWARE OF EVERYTHING AROUND THEM SO AS NOT TO BECOME A VICTIM.
WARNING # 2
Some knew about the red light on cars, but not the 112.
It was about 1:00 p.m. in the afternoon, and Lauren was driving to visit a friend. An UNMARKED police car pulled up behind her and put his lights on. Lauren’s parents have always told her never to pull over for an unmarked car on the side of the road,but rather to wait until they get to a gas station, etc.
Lauren had actually listened to her parents advice, and promptly called112 on her cell phone to tell the police dispatcher that she would not pull over right away. She proceeded to tell the dispatcher that there was an unmarked police car with a flashing red light on his rooftop behind her. The dispatcher checked to see if there were police cars where she was and there weren’t, and he told her to keep driving, remain calm and that he had back up already on the way.
Ten minutes later 4 cop cars surrounded her and the unmarked car behind her. One policeman went to her side and the others surrounded the car behind. They pulled the guy from the car and tackled him to the ground. The man was a convicted rapist and wanted for other crimes.
I never knew about the 112 Cell Phone feature, but especially for a woman alone in a car, you should not pull over for an unmarked car. Apparently police have to respect your right to keep going to a safe place.
*Speaking to a service representative at Bell Mobility confirmed that 112 was a direct link to State trooper info.So, now it’s your turn to let your friends know about 112.
You may want to send this to every woman (and man) you know; it may save a life.
This applies to ALL 50 states
PLEASE PASS ALONG TO FRIENDS AND FAMILY, IT CAN SAVE A LIFE….
Dreamed one night
I was a frog
Living out in
a celery bog
Came swimming out
from under a log
In the dim light
of heavy fog
Re-deep was all
that I could say
As I swam
along the way
When to a fish
I became the prey
Fighting to live
for another day
The only thing
left to do
Was to hide
from his view
So that log
I crawled onto
As he swam on
I thought “whew!”
Then I woke up
from that crazy dream
With a big jump
and a re-deep scream
‘Twas to me
it did seem
A frog’s life
isn’t peaches & cream!
Teresa Marie 1/19/12 ©
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N is for nun
I’ve known a few
Being raised a Catholic
I’ve known priests too
From them I learned
of the Golden Rule
Grades one through twelve
spent at Catholic school
Some were the nicest
that you’ve ever seen
While others I thought
were down right mean
But that was in
a child’s point of view
When probably in trouble
for what I did do
But to be serious
just for a minute
I truly do admire them
for what they put in it
They give of their life
to follow the Son
No greater thing could
by someone be done!
Teresa Marie 1/19/12 ©
I have been nominated for these two lovely awards by Autumn, Gabby and Soma. Thank you ladies!!
Now I would like to pass the along to the following well deserving list of people:
I know that some of these may have been nominated already; I know that I have missed people that should have been added; I apologize for leaving anyone out but don’t feel it was on purpose – please! Just chalk it up to my damaged brain, lol!
Love and hugs to you all,