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tara yes the betrayal of family is of very pinful especially when it is

of done by most all of them. I to had of known this from the birth

family of me.

Sorry to reaf of this and I to feel of this too so can relate to it

much so. the only families I to really have is of the ones builded via

the autism community and my church.

Sondra

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tara yes the betrayal of family is of very pinful especially when it is

of done by most all of them. I to had of known this from the birth

family of me.

Sorry to reaf of this and I to feel of this too so can relate to it

much so. the only families I to really have is of the ones builded via

the autism community and my church.

Sondra

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Sorry to hear about the favoritism played by your grandparents. Maybe

they're angry at your mom for marrying your dad & is " punishing " her for her

choice & making her live with the consequences from the choice she made.

They were cruel in not helping out in time of need, at least once & to have

some compassion for you & your mom.

Children are not responsible for their parents actions & you should not have

been punished & neglected by them. Although you would think families take

care of each other, that really isn't the case very often. Money & greed is

what makes the world go round, even in families.

I just resign myself to not expect anything from family; it's their money &

their choice in how to spend it. I have a multimillionaire brother in law &

their philosophy is if they help one person in the family they would have to

help everyone. It's the kind of mentality that schools have, that if they

do something for one child they'll have to do it for everyone (not), so they

deny services or modifications.

Marie A. (-ASD & Becky's mom)

>

> Hi,

>

> I'm back from my Christmas vacation. To be brief,

> I didn't really have a good holiday. Not the

> worst (i.e. The Christmas From Hell 2002) but not

> really the

> best.

>

> First of all, my wonderful Omit (maternal

> Grandmother) flatly told me that I am not allowed

> to travel with her and Opa (maternal Grandfather)

> to Latvia because I am not Latvian enough for

> her. The only reason why my 3 younger cousins

> , Aina & Andra we able to accompany them

> were because they are able to assist Omit in

> shopping and they are fluent in Latvian. And

> since I cannot speak Latvian, therefore I am of

> no help to her in Latvia. As well, according to

> my Omit I have never been interested in learning

> Latvian or have ever been interested in anything

> related to Latvia. How does she know that? She

> lives in Islington, Ontario, CANADA & I live here

> in Vancouver, BC, CANADA! I have been reading up

> on Latvia and the culture over the years!

>

> In my Omit's eyes my Uncle Moe, Aunt e &

> cousins , Aina & Andra are the perfect

> little Latvian family. They have wonderful

> Latvian names in which Name Days can be

> celebrated (I don't because my name is not a

> Latvian name – therefore I don't count in the

> Latvian world). They all speak Latvian fluently –

> having all been to Latvian school. They live

> their live the Latvian way – eating Latvian food,

> reading the Latvian paper, being involved in the

> Latvian community, wearing Latvian clothes,

> singing Latvian songs, attending Latvian

> festivals – doing everything Latvian. They

> celebrate Latvian holidays, Latvian name days and

> have the most perfect Latvian life.

>

> My Uncle, Aunt & 3 cousins all live in the lap of

> luxury – i.e. they own their own house have only

> been in a couple of places since I've known them.

> They really do get the best of everything from my

> grandparents – my Opa's old car which one of my

> cousins crashed, the best jewelry, trips to

> Europe (all expense paid), University tuition

> paid by my grandparents or at least books and

> supplies paid by my grandparents, the best

> heirlooms etc…they've also had a set of parents

> to bring them up too.

>

> In comparison: My Papa abandoned me when I was 3

> years old leaving me and my mommy penniless.

> Mommy lost her business and the house because of

> Papa and his lying and his alcohol problem. The

> last Christmas I saw Papa he stole back all of

> the Christmas gifts that he had given me –

> something that I am reminded of on a regular

> basis by my mommy.

>

> The Christmas we had Chicken noodle soup (I was

> between the ages 3-4) – we had nothing in the

> house to eat – nobody came by to see us for

> Christmas – Omit and Opa did not believe in

> leaving their house in Toronto to visit us in

> Montreal.

>

> Flash forward ahead a bit – we are living again

> in another place – on Melrose street – Our

> landlord had locked us out of the house and we

> lost everything – including our family cat Minou.

> We were homeless. We had nowhere to go. Nobody

> came to our aid, really. No family member said

> " hey, you are in trouble, do you need money, a

> place to go? I have connections for you in this

> city. I will pay for whatever you need. " It was

> only mommy and me.

>

> Again, more moving around every couple of years

> and then flash forward to 1987 – the year I was

> 10. We were moving to a new place again and we

> were putting our belongings in storage for the

> summer and were going to go the country for the

> summer. Summer 1987 was fun and was great. Come

> the fall 1987 – time to move into our new place

> with our stuff out of storage. Surprise – a mix

> up – divorce from another couple – and we lose

> every single item that we have owned – stuff from

> the day I was born – stuff that cannot be

> replaced – stuff that Papa made or my Grandpapa

> Louis made for me – every single thing. All that

> we got back were some boxes of some few precious

> pictures and some ornaments – but the rest gone –

> mommy's bear that she owned since she was a child

> – the only toy that she ever had that she didn't

> have to share with her younger brother and

> sister. Once again we were homeless. No place to

> go. Did any relative ever step in and say " hey, I

> will help you out of your jam – I will help you

> to find a place to live " ? No! We had some really

> good friends of ours who helped us by letting us

> stay with them during that year.

>

> Let us now flash forward to 1990 – the year that

> Papa came back into my life. What a horrible

> year! What a horrible Father's Day weekend I will

> never ever forget! I now realize that I was being

> used by my Papa's relatives as a way to try to

> find him. But, I digress a bit. That year my

> mommy and me were making a special birthday

> dinner for my Grandmaman (her birthday being June

> 12, 1912) and my Aunt Louise & my younger cousins

> Zara & came in from Toronto for the dinner.

> They came under false pretenses. When they

> arrived, I heard the news that Papa had been

> found. There was to be a family reunion at Uncle

> Jean-Luc's but only family members were allowed

> to go – not me – I guess being the daughter

> doesn't really count as being a family member,

> does it? But wait – the best is yet to come:

> Father's Day I was to meet my Papa at the Day's

> Inn in Montreal for a special meet. I wrote him a

> special Father's day card and everything. We go

> down there. I wait. And wait. I swim. And swim.

> And wait and wait some more. Papa never even

> bothered to show up. How thoughtful of him to do

> that! Don't you agree? I was so angry and upset I

> tore my room apart – from limb to limb – angry

> and hurt and crying and upset and feeling so

> betrayed.

>

> Then, that year when my birthday rolls around I

> get one card from him with some childish gifts.

> The card says in his own handwriting, " From a

> distance I have always loved you " . That is

> something I will never ever forget until the day

> I die. Well – where were all of the child support

> payments that he owed my mommy? What about all of

> the money he owed mommy – money from business

> loans and the such? Where was he during those

> early years when I needed him in my life?

>

> I never got anything from Papa and I was never

> told of his whereabouts – ever. All I ever got

> was a measly email address which I found quite by

> accident when I got an email from my cousin

> – that was the only thing I had to go on – to

> communicate with Papa.

>

> I was always told by my mommy that my Grandmaman

> had left everybody a $25,000 inheritance but when

> she died on Dec. 20, 2003 I never received a dime

> of it. Why was the money being kept away from me?

> Don't I matter too? Don't the rest of the family

> think that I deserve some money – considering

> that I grew up with little money? It all comes

> down to deceit and lies and betrayal – betrayal

> against me – family members treating me like

> crap.

>

> My Aunt Baiba died May 12, 1993 of Lymphonic

> cancer. Mommy and me had no money whatsoever but

> we found the resources to make the trip over to

> , BC. Omit & Opa never stopped their

> Europe trip to see Aunt Baiba, nor did they offer

> any monetary compensation for our expenses to

> . And it was clearly made we were not

> welcome to her actual deathbed around May 12,

> 1993 – yes we were there when she was flown into

> from Bamfield, but no, we were not there

> either. And nobody had even told us about her

> worsening condition either. Nobody offered to pay

> us to go to her funeral/memorial service either.

> Once again, I get the short end of the stick.

> Aunt Baiba left me something in her will but I

> never got anything – who do you think is

> responsible? Uncle Moe!

>

> Mommy had bi-pass surgery in 1994 – yet once

> again Omit & Opa never bothered to come and visit

> and we had no money whatsoever. What did we get?

> $100 – not enough to really make a difference for

> us to help with expenses of the house. The one

> relative who did stick by us at the time was Aina

> McCormick from the US – she drove all the way

> down to help my mommy during this time – Uncle

> Moe or Aunt e never even sent me a card or

> even called to ask how I was doing – nobody even

> cared about how I was feeling – how scared I was

> feeling at the time. I stayed with some good

> friends of ours because I did not want to stay at

> home on my own – there was no way in 1994 that I

> would feel confident at staying home alone during

> this time.

>

> Not once in all the years I have known my Uncle

> Moe, Aunt e and my cousins , Aina &

> Andra have they ever sent a thank you note to me

> or my mommy. We have given them over the years

> close to $10,000 in cash ($2,000 per person) –

> years when we had no money whatsoever – years

> when we were struggling – years when we could

> have used the money ourselves – but they never

> even acknowledged any of it. Not even some of the

> gifts we mailed out at Christmas time – making

> sure the gifts got there in time – spending money

> we really didn't have at all. Don't you think it

> to be rude to not even acknowledge a generous

> gift? Don't they realize that giving $50 from one

> person with limited funds is more dear/precocious

> than some other well to do person giving them

> $200?

>

> How do you think their greediness got paid off?

> Free trips to Europe and all the best things in

> life!

>

> Never have Uncle Moe & Aunt e sent out a

> birthday or a Christmas card in time –

> never!!!!!!!! One year (around 1996) we got a

> Christmas package from them in July – with rotten

> chocolate! Do you think that is appropriate/nice?

> This year they never bothered to even send a card

> and only when my mommy told Opa – Opa is not

> pleased with them either – that is when they sent

> out a card – but to me. Opa told my mommy who

> told me that Uncle Moe didn't send out any cards

> this year at all – something that is quite rude

> and unforgivable.

>

> What is even more unforgivable is the way I was

> LIED to on the phone – how they didn't know how

> their card got so late when they sent it out on

> time. Well please don't fuck around with me. The

> post mark said it was mailed for Dec. 27, 2007

> and it arrived Dec. 31, 2007 – what lies my

> family has told me. I don't like to be screwed

> around with in this manner – I've been betrayed

> by my other family members – I don't need more

> betrayal from them as well. I know they don't

> care for me at all – if they really cared they

> would have made the effort to visit us here in

> Vancouver and not make lame debt excuses as a

> reason not to visit mommy and me. What a bunch of

> crap! If they have so much debt, how are they

> able to visit places all over the world and have

> go to Greece & Europe in 2007? I had debt.

> I have money limitations – I haven't travelled

> anywhere fancy like Europe – but my cousins have

> all been gallivanting around the world. Gee, what

> a crock.

>

> For once, I would like some justice done towards

> me. I will not be taken for granted any longer.

>

> Tara Kimberley Torme

>

>

> Tara Kimberley Torme

>

> 2061 East 40th Avenue

> Vancouver, BC

> V5P 1J4

> CANADA

>

> Home Phone:

>

> Online Journal: http://blog.myspace.com/aspergergal

>

> The Silent Meow:

>

> The Asperger's Difference:

> http://www.aspires-relationships.com/writings_tara__Torme.htm

>

> A Series Of Short Stories & Poems by T K Torme: www.tktorme.com

>

> Asperger_Social_Support email list:

>

> Group home page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Asperger_Social_Support

>

> Group email address: Asperger_Social_Support

>

> Asperger Social email list:

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>

> Group email address: asperger-socialgooglegroups

>

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Sorry to hear about the favoritism played by your grandparents. Maybe

they're angry at your mom for marrying your dad & is " punishing " her for her

choice & making her live with the consequences from the choice she made.

They were cruel in not helping out in time of need, at least once & to have

some compassion for you & your mom.

Children are not responsible for their parents actions & you should not have

been punished & neglected by them. Although you would think families take

care of each other, that really isn't the case very often. Money & greed is

what makes the world go round, even in families.

I just resign myself to not expect anything from family; it's their money &

their choice in how to spend it. I have a multimillionaire brother in law &

their philosophy is if they help one person in the family they would have to

help everyone. It's the kind of mentality that schools have, that if they

do something for one child they'll have to do it for everyone (not), so they

deny services or modifications.

Marie A. (-ASD & Becky's mom)

>

> Hi,

>

> I'm back from my Christmas vacation. To be brief,

> I didn't really have a good holiday. Not the

> worst (i.e. The Christmas From Hell 2002) but not

> really the

> best.

>

> First of all, my wonderful Omit (maternal

> Grandmother) flatly told me that I am not allowed

> to travel with her and Opa (maternal Grandfather)

> to Latvia because I am not Latvian enough for

> her. The only reason why my 3 younger cousins

> , Aina & Andra we able to accompany them

> were because they are able to assist Omit in

> shopping and they are fluent in Latvian. And

> since I cannot speak Latvian, therefore I am of

> no help to her in Latvia. As well, according to

> my Omit I have never been interested in learning

> Latvian or have ever been interested in anything

> related to Latvia. How does she know that? She

> lives in Islington, Ontario, CANADA & I live here

> in Vancouver, BC, CANADA! I have been reading up

> on Latvia and the culture over the years!

>

> In my Omit's eyes my Uncle Moe, Aunt e &

> cousins , Aina & Andra are the perfect

> little Latvian family. They have wonderful

> Latvian names in which Name Days can be

> celebrated (I don't because my name is not a

> Latvian name – therefore I don't count in the

> Latvian world). They all speak Latvian fluently –

> having all been to Latvian school. They live

> their live the Latvian way – eating Latvian food,

> reading the Latvian paper, being involved in the

> Latvian community, wearing Latvian clothes,

> singing Latvian songs, attending Latvian

> festivals – doing everything Latvian. They

> celebrate Latvian holidays, Latvian name days and

> have the most perfect Latvian life.

>

> My Uncle, Aunt & 3 cousins all live in the lap of

> luxury – i.e. they own their own house have only

> been in a couple of places since I've known them.

> They really do get the best of everything from my

> grandparents – my Opa's old car which one of my

> cousins crashed, the best jewelry, trips to

> Europe (all expense paid), University tuition

> paid by my grandparents or at least books and

> supplies paid by my grandparents, the best

> heirlooms etc…they've also had a set of parents

> to bring them up too.

>

> In comparison: My Papa abandoned me when I was 3

> years old leaving me and my mommy penniless.

> Mommy lost her business and the house because of

> Papa and his lying and his alcohol problem. The

> last Christmas I saw Papa he stole back all of

> the Christmas gifts that he had given me –

> something that I am reminded of on a regular

> basis by my mommy.

>

> The Christmas we had Chicken noodle soup (I was

> between the ages 3-4) – we had nothing in the

> house to eat – nobody came by to see us for

> Christmas – Omit and Opa did not believe in

> leaving their house in Toronto to visit us in

> Montreal.

>

> Flash forward ahead a bit – we are living again

> in another place – on Melrose street – Our

> landlord had locked us out of the house and we

> lost everything – including our family cat Minou.

> We were homeless. We had nowhere to go. Nobody

> came to our aid, really. No family member said

> " hey, you are in trouble, do you need money, a

> place to go? I have connections for you in this

> city. I will pay for whatever you need. " It was

> only mommy and me.

>

> Again, more moving around every couple of years

> and then flash forward to 1987 – the year I was

> 10. We were moving to a new place again and we

> were putting our belongings in storage for the

> summer and were going to go the country for the

> summer. Summer 1987 was fun and was great. Come

> the fall 1987 – time to move into our new place

> with our stuff out of storage. Surprise – a mix

> up – divorce from another couple – and we lose

> every single item that we have owned – stuff from

> the day I was born – stuff that cannot be

> replaced – stuff that Papa made or my Grandpapa

> Louis made for me – every single thing. All that

> we got back were some boxes of some few precious

> pictures and some ornaments – but the rest gone –

> mommy's bear that she owned since she was a child

> – the only toy that she ever had that she didn't

> have to share with her younger brother and

> sister. Once again we were homeless. No place to

> go. Did any relative ever step in and say " hey, I

> will help you out of your jam – I will help you

> to find a place to live " ? No! We had some really

> good friends of ours who helped us by letting us

> stay with them during that year.

>

> Let us now flash forward to 1990 – the year that

> Papa came back into my life. What a horrible

> year! What a horrible Father's Day weekend I will

> never ever forget! I now realize that I was being

> used by my Papa's relatives as a way to try to

> find him. But, I digress a bit. That year my

> mommy and me were making a special birthday

> dinner for my Grandmaman (her birthday being June

> 12, 1912) and my Aunt Louise & my younger cousins

> Zara & came in from Toronto for the dinner.

> They came under false pretenses. When they

> arrived, I heard the news that Papa had been

> found. There was to be a family reunion at Uncle

> Jean-Luc's but only family members were allowed

> to go – not me – I guess being the daughter

> doesn't really count as being a family member,

> does it? But wait – the best is yet to come:

> Father's Day I was to meet my Papa at the Day's

> Inn in Montreal for a special meet. I wrote him a

> special Father's day card and everything. We go

> down there. I wait. And wait. I swim. And swim.

> And wait and wait some more. Papa never even

> bothered to show up. How thoughtful of him to do

> that! Don't you agree? I was so angry and upset I

> tore my room apart – from limb to limb – angry

> and hurt and crying and upset and feeling so

> betrayed.

>

> Then, that year when my birthday rolls around I

> get one card from him with some childish gifts.

> The card says in his own handwriting, " From a

> distance I have always loved you " . That is

> something I will never ever forget until the day

> I die. Well – where were all of the child support

> payments that he owed my mommy? What about all of

> the money he owed mommy – money from business

> loans and the such? Where was he during those

> early years when I needed him in my life?

>

> I never got anything from Papa and I was never

> told of his whereabouts – ever. All I ever got

> was a measly email address which I found quite by

> accident when I got an email from my cousin

> – that was the only thing I had to go on – to

> communicate with Papa.

>

> I was always told by my mommy that my Grandmaman

> had left everybody a $25,000 inheritance but when

> she died on Dec. 20, 2003 I never received a dime

> of it. Why was the money being kept away from me?

> Don't I matter too? Don't the rest of the family

> think that I deserve some money – considering

> that I grew up with little money? It all comes

> down to deceit and lies and betrayal – betrayal

> against me – family members treating me like

> crap.

>

> My Aunt Baiba died May 12, 1993 of Lymphonic

> cancer. Mommy and me had no money whatsoever but

> we found the resources to make the trip over to

> , BC. Omit & Opa never stopped their

> Europe trip to see Aunt Baiba, nor did they offer

> any monetary compensation for our expenses to

> . And it was clearly made we were not

> welcome to her actual deathbed around May 12,

> 1993 – yes we were there when she was flown into

> from Bamfield, but no, we were not there

> either. And nobody had even told us about her

> worsening condition either. Nobody offered to pay

> us to go to her funeral/memorial service either.

> Once again, I get the short end of the stick.

> Aunt Baiba left me something in her will but I

> never got anything – who do you think is

> responsible? Uncle Moe!

>

> Mommy had bi-pass surgery in 1994 – yet once

> again Omit & Opa never bothered to come and visit

> and we had no money whatsoever. What did we get?

> $100 – not enough to really make a difference for

> us to help with expenses of the house. The one

> relative who did stick by us at the time was Aina

> McCormick from the US – she drove all the way

> down to help my mommy during this time – Uncle

> Moe or Aunt e never even sent me a card or

> even called to ask how I was doing – nobody even

> cared about how I was feeling – how scared I was

> feeling at the time. I stayed with some good

> friends of ours because I did not want to stay at

> home on my own – there was no way in 1994 that I

> would feel confident at staying home alone during

> this time.

>

> Not once in all the years I have known my Uncle

> Moe, Aunt e and my cousins , Aina &

> Andra have they ever sent a thank you note to me

> or my mommy. We have given them over the years

> close to $10,000 in cash ($2,000 per person) –

> years when we had no money whatsoever – years

> when we were struggling – years when we could

> have used the money ourselves – but they never

> even acknowledged any of it. Not even some of the

> gifts we mailed out at Christmas time – making

> sure the gifts got there in time – spending money

> we really didn't have at all. Don't you think it

> to be rude to not even acknowledge a generous

> gift? Don't they realize that giving $50 from one

> person with limited funds is more dear/precocious

> than some other well to do person giving them

> $200?

>

> How do you think their greediness got paid off?

> Free trips to Europe and all the best things in

> life!

>

> Never have Uncle Moe & Aunt e sent out a

> birthday or a Christmas card in time –

> never!!!!!!!! One year (around 1996) we got a

> Christmas package from them in July – with rotten

> chocolate! Do you think that is appropriate/nice?

> This year they never bothered to even send a card

> and only when my mommy told Opa – Opa is not

> pleased with them either – that is when they sent

> out a card – but to me. Opa told my mommy who

> told me that Uncle Moe didn't send out any cards

> this year at all – something that is quite rude

> and unforgivable.

>

> What is even more unforgivable is the way I was

> LIED to on the phone – how they didn't know how

> their card got so late when they sent it out on

> time. Well please don't fuck around with me. The

> post mark said it was mailed for Dec. 27, 2007

> and it arrived Dec. 31, 2007 – what lies my

> family has told me. I don't like to be screwed

> around with in this manner – I've been betrayed

> by my other family members – I don't need more

> betrayal from them as well. I know they don't

> care for me at all – if they really cared they

> would have made the effort to visit us here in

> Vancouver and not make lame debt excuses as a

> reason not to visit mommy and me. What a bunch of

> crap! If they have so much debt, how are they

> able to visit places all over the world and have

> go to Greece & Europe in 2007? I had debt.

> I have money limitations – I haven't travelled

> anywhere fancy like Europe – but my cousins have

> all been gallivanting around the world. Gee, what

> a crock.

>

> For once, I would like some justice done towards

> me. I will not be taken for granted any longer.

>

> Tara Kimberley Torme

>

>

> Tara Kimberley Torme

>

> 2061 East 40th Avenue

> Vancouver, BC

> V5P 1J4

> CANADA

>

> Home Phone:

>

> Online Journal: http://blog.myspace.com/aspergergal

>

> The Silent Meow:

>

> The Asperger's Difference:

> http://www.aspires-relationships.com/writings_tara__Torme.htm

>

> A Series Of Short Stories & Poems by T K Torme: www.tktorme.com

>

> Asperger_Social_Support email list:

>

> Group home page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Asperger_Social_Support

>

> Group email address: Asperger_Social_Support

>

> Asperger Social email list:

>

> Group home page: http://groups.google.com/group/asperger-social?hl=en

>

> Group email address: asperger-socialgooglegroups

>

>

> Looking for a X-Mas gift? Everybody needs a Flickr Pro Account.

>

>

>

> http://www.flickr.com/gift/

>

>

>

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Hi Sondra,

Thank you very much for your kind words. I am

still trying to build up my own family - but it

really is hard when you don't know where to

start.

Tara Kimberley Torme

--- sondra wrote:

> tara yes the betrayal of family is of very

> pinful especially when it is

> of done by most all of them. I to had of known

> this from the birth

> family of me.

>

> Sorry to reaf of this and I to feel of this too

> so can relate to it

> much so. the only families I to really have is

> of the ones builded via

> the autism community and my church.

> Sondra

>

>

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Hi Sondra,

Thank you very much for your kind words. I am

still trying to build up my own family - but it

really is hard when you don't know where to

start.

Tara Kimberley Torme

--- sondra wrote:

> tara yes the betrayal of family is of very

> pinful especially when it is

> of done by most all of them. I to had of known

> this from the birth

> family of me.

>

> Sorry to reaf of this and I to feel of this too

> so can relate to it

> much so. the only families I to really have is

> of the ones builded via

> the autism community and my church.

> Sondra

>

>

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2061 East 40th Avenue

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--- Marie wrote:

> Sorry to hear about the favoritism played by

> your grandparents. Maybe

> they're angry at your mom for marrying your dad

> & is " punishing " her for her

> choice & making her live with the consequences

> from the choice she made.

> They were cruel in not helping out in time of

> need, at least once & to have

> some compassion for you & your mom.

TKT: Hi Marie, I don't think they are angry at my

mommy for marrying him as they thought he was the

greatest thing since sliced bread. They liked him

and thought him to be good and decent. They have

always been this way - since when my mommy was

quite young.

>

> Children are not responsible for their parents

> actions & you should not have

> been punished & neglected by them. Although

> you would think families take

> care of each other, that really isn't the case

> very often. Money & greed is

> what makes the world go round, even in

> families.

TKT: I may not be responsible, but I feel as if I

had been punished on a daily basis - just for

being born into this world. I feel punished just

for being me - for having Asperger Syndrome -

because I am so weird and different.

>

> I just resign myself to not expect anything

> from family; it's their money &

> their choice in how to spend it. I have a

> multimillionaire brother in law &

> their philosophy is if they help one person in

> the family they would have to

> help everyone. It's the kind of mentality that

> schools have, that if they

> do something for one child they'll have to do

> it for everyone (not), so they

> deny services or modifications.

TKT: It really isn't about the money, really. But

what angers me the most is how my relatives on my

Father's side screwed me over the $25,000 that

was left to me by my Paternal grandmother when

she died on Dec. 20, 2003. That is what really

angers, upsets and saddens me the most. If I were

a multi - millionaire I would make sure that

every single one of my living relatives - even

those I had never met would have their needs

taken care of. Even if they were mean to me in

life I would make sure that in death I would

leave everybody a little something. To leave any

relative out would be mean, cold, cruel and

selfish and greedy. I don't want to be that mean

lady who left her entire fortune to her dog, not

leaving a penny to her own children (biological

or fake children). Tara Kimberley Torme

>

> Marie A. (-ASD & Becky's mom)

>

>

>

>

> On 1/2/08, Tara Kimberley Torme

> wrote:

> >

> > Hi,

> >

> > I'm back from my Christmas vacation. To be

> brief,

> > I didn't really have a good holiday. Not the

> > worst (i.e. The Christmas From Hell 2002) but

> not

> > really the

> > best.

> >

> > First of all, my wonderful Omit (maternal

> > Grandmother) flatly told me that I am not

> allowed

> > to travel with her and Opa (maternal

> Grandfather)

> > to Latvia because I am not Latvian enough for

> > her. The only reason why my 3 younger cousins

> > , Aina & Andra we able to accompany

> them

> > were because they are able to assist Omit in

> > shopping and they are fluent in Latvian. And

> > since I cannot speak Latvian, therefore I am

> of

> > no help to her in Latvia. As well, according

> to

> > my Omit I have never been interested in

> learning

> > Latvian or have ever been interested in

> anything

> > related to Latvia. How does she know that?

> She

> > lives in Islington, Ontario, CANADA & I live

> here

> > in Vancouver, BC, CANADA! I have been reading

> up

> > on Latvia and the culture over the years!

> >

> > In my Omit's eyes my Uncle Moe, Aunt e

> &

> > cousins , Aina & Andra are the perfect

> > little Latvian family. They have wonderful

> > Latvian names in which Name Days can be

> > celebrated (I don't because my name is not a

> > Latvian name – therefore I don't count in the

> > Latvian world). They all speak Latvian

> fluently –

> > having all been to Latvian school. They live

> > their live the Latvian way – eating Latvian

> food,

> > reading the Latvian paper, being involved in

> the

> > Latvian community, wearing Latvian clothes,

> > singing Latvian songs, attending Latvian

> > festivals – doing everything Latvian. They

> > celebrate Latvian holidays, Latvian name days

> and

> > have the most perfect Latvian life.

> >

> > My Uncle, Aunt & 3 cousins all live in the

> lap of

> > luxury – i.e. they own their own house have

> only

> > been in a couple of places since I've known

> them.

> > They really do get the best of everything

> from my

> > grandparents – my Opa's old car which one of

> my

> > cousins crashed, the best jewelry, trips to

> > Europe (all expense paid), University tuition

> > paid by my grandparents or at least books and

> > supplies paid by my grandparents, the best

> > heirlooms etc…they've also had a set of

> parents

> > to bring them up too.

> >

> > In comparison: My Papa abandoned me when I

> was 3

> > years old leaving me and my mommy penniless.

> > Mommy lost her business and the house because

> of

> > Papa and his lying and his alcohol problem.

> The

> > last Christmas I saw Papa he stole back all

> of

> > the Christmas gifts that he had given me –

> > something that I am reminded of on a regular

> > basis by my mommy.

> >

> > The Christmas we had Chicken noodle soup (I

> was

> > between the ages 3-4) – we had nothing in the

> > house to eat – nobody came by to see us for

> > Christmas – Omit and Opa did not believe in

> > leaving their house in Toronto to visit us in

> > Montreal.

> >

> > Flash forward ahead a bit – we are living

> again

> > in another place – on Melrose street – Our

> > landlord had locked us out of the house and

> we

> > lost everything – including our family cat

> Minou.

> > We were homeless. We had nowhere to go.

> Nobody

> > came to our aid, really. No family member

> said

> > " hey, you are in trouble, do you need money,

> a

> > place to go? I have connections for you in

> this

> > city. I will pay for whatever you need. " It

> was

> > only mommy and me.

> >

> > Again, more moving around every couple of

> years

> > and then flash forward to 1987 – the year I

> was

> > 10. We were moving to a new place again and

> we

> > were putting our belongings in storage for

> the

> > summer and were going to go the country for

> the

> > summer. Summer 1987 was fun and was great.

> Come

> > the fall 1987 – time to move into our new

> place

> > with our stuff out of storage. Surprise – a

> mix

> > up – divorce from another couple – and we

> lose

> > every single item that we have owned – stuff

> from

> > the day I was born – stuff that cannot be

> > replaced – stuff that Papa made or my

> Grandpapa

> > Louis made for me – every single thing. All

> that

> > we got back were some boxes of some few

> precious

> > pictures and some ornaments – but the rest

> gone –

> > mommy's bear that she owned since she was a

> child

> > – the only toy that she ever had that she

> didn't

> > have to share with her younger brother and

> > sister. Once again we were homeless. No place

> to

> > go. Did any relative ever step in and say

> " hey, I

> > will help you out of your jam – I will help

> you

> > to find a place to live " ? No! We had some

> really

> > good friends of ours who helped us by letting

> us

> > stay with them during that year.

> >

> > Let us now flash forward to 1990 – the year

> that

> > Papa came back into my life. What a horrible

> > year! What a horrible Father's Day weekend I

> will

> > never ever forget! I now realize that I was

> being

> > used by my Papa's relatives as a way to try

> to

> > find him. But, I digress a bit. That year my

> > mommy and me were making a special birthday

> > dinner for my Grandmaman (her birthday being

> June

> > 12, 1912) and my Aunt Louise & my younger

> cousins

> > Zara & came in from Toronto for the

> dinner.

> > They came under false pretenses. When they

> > arrived, I heard the news that Papa had been

> > found. There was to be a family reunion at

> Uncle

> > Jean-Luc's but only family members were

> allowed

> > to go – not me – I guess being the daughter

> > doesn't really count as being a family

> member,

> > does it? But wait – the best is yet to come:

> > Father's Day I was to meet my Papa at the

> Day's

> > Inn in Montreal for a special meet. I wrote

> him a

> > special Father's day card and everything. We

> go

> > down there. I wait. And wait. I swim. And

> swim.

> > And wait and wait some more. Papa never even

> > bothered to show up. How thoughtful of him to

> do

> > that! Don't you agree? I was so angry and

> upset I

> > tore my room apart – from limb to limb –

> angry

> > and hurt and crying and upset and feeling so

> > betrayed.

> >

> > Then, that year when my birthday rolls around

> I

> > get one card from him with some childish

> gifts.

> > The card says in his own handwriting, " From a

> > distance I have always loved you " . That is

> > something I will never ever forget until the

> day

> > I die. Well – where were all of the child

> support

> > payments that he owed my mommy? What about

> all of

> > the money he owed mommy – money from business

> > loans and the such? Where was he during those

> > early years when I needed him in my life?

> >

> > I never got anything from Papa and I was

> never

> > told of his whereabouts – ever. All I ever

> got

> > was a measly email address which I found

> quite by

> > accident when I got an email from my cousin

>

> > – that was the only thing I had to go on – to

> > communicate with Papa.

> >

> > I was always told by my mommy that my

> Grandmaman

> > had left everybody a $25,000 inheritance but

> when

> > she died on Dec. 20, 2003 I never received a

> dime

> > of it. Why was the money being kept away from

> me?

> > Don't I matter too? Don't the rest of the

> family

> > think that I deserve some money – considering

> > that I grew up with little money? It all

> comes

> > down to deceit and lies and betrayal –

> betrayal

> > against me – family members treating me like

> > crap.

> >

> > My Aunt Baiba died May 12, 1993 of Lymphonic

> > cancer. Mommy and me had no money whatsoever

> but

> > we found the resources to make the trip over

> to

> > , BC. Omit & Opa never stopped their

> > Europe trip to see Aunt Baiba, nor did they

> offer

> > any monetary compensation for our expenses to

> > . And it was clearly made we were not

> > welcome to her actual deathbed around May 12,

> > 1993 – yes we were there when she was flown

> into

> > from Bamfield, but no, we were not

> there

> > either. And nobody had even told us about her

> > worsening condition either. Nobody offered to

> pay

> > us to go to her funeral/memorial service

> either.

> > Once again, I get the short end of the stick.

> > Aunt Baiba left me something in her will but

> I

> > never got anything – who do you think is

> > responsible? Uncle Moe!

> >

> > Mommy had bi-pass surgery in 1994 – yet once

> > again Omit & Opa never bothered to come and

> visit

> > and we had no money whatsoever. What did we

> get?

> > $100 – not enough to really make a difference

> for

> > us to help with expenses of the house. The

> one

> > relative who did stick by us at the time was

> Aina

> > McCormick from the US – she drove all the way

> > down to help my mommy during this time –

> Uncle

> > Moe or Aunt e never even sent me a

> card or

> > even called to ask how I was doing – nobody

> even

> > cared about how I was feeling – how scared I

> was

> > feeling at the time. I stayed with some good

> > friends of ours because I did not want to

> stay at

> > home on my own – there was no way in 1994

> that I

> > would feel confident at staying home alone

> during

> > this time.

> >

> > Not once in all the years I have known my

> Uncle

> > Moe, Aunt e and my cousins ,

> Aina &

> > Andra have they ever sent a thank you note to

> me

> > or my mommy. We have given them over the

> years

> > close to $10,000 in cash ($2,000 per person)

> –

> > years when we had no money whatsoever – years

> > when we were struggling – years when we could

> > have used the money ourselves – but they

> never

> > even acknowledged any of it. Not even some of

> the

> > gifts we mailed out at Christmas time –

> making

> > sure the gifts got there in time – spending

> money

> > we really didn't have at all. Don't you think

> it

> > to be rude to not even acknowledge a generous

> > gift? Don't they realize that giving $50 from

> one

> > person with limited funds is more

> dear/precocious

> > than some other well to do person giving them

> > $200?

> >

> > How do you think their greediness got paid

> off?

> > Free trips to Europe and all the best things

> in

> > life!

> >

> > Never have Uncle Moe & Aunt e sent out

> a

> > birthday or a Christmas card in time –

> > never!!!!!!!! One year (around 1996) we got a

> > Christmas package from them in July – with

> rotten

> > chocolate! Do you think that is

> appropriate/nice?

> > This year they never bothered to even send a

> card

> > and only when my mommy told Opa – Opa is not

> > pleased with them either – that is when they

> sent

> > out a card – but to me. Opa told my mommy who

> > told me that Uncle Moe didn't send out any

> cards

> > this year at all – something that is quite

> rude

> > and unforgivable.

> >

> > What is even more unforgivable is the way I

> was

> > LIED to on the phone – how they didn't know

> how

> > their card got so late when they sent it out

> on

> > time. Well please don't fuck around with me.

> The

> > post mark said it was mailed for Dec. 27,

> 2007

> > and it arrived Dec. 31, 2007 – what lies my

> > family has told me. I don't like to be

> screwed

> > around with in this manner – I've been

> betrayed

> > by my other family members – I don't need

> more

> > betrayal from them as well. I know they don't

> > care for me at all – if they really cared

> they

> > would have made the effort to visit us here

> in

> > Vancouver and not make lame debt excuses as a

> > reason not to visit mommy and me. What a

> bunch of

> > crap! If they have so much debt, how are they

> > able to visit places all over the world and

> have

> > go to Greece & Europe in 2007? I had

> debt.

> > I have money limitations – I haven't

> travelled

> > anywhere fancy like Europe – but my cousins

> have

> > all been gallivanting around the world. Gee,

> what

> > a crock.

> >

> > For once, I would like some justice done

> towards

> > me. I will not be taken for granted any

> longer.

> >

> > Tara Kimberley Torme

> >

> >

> > Tara Kimberley Torme

> >

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--- Marie wrote:

> Sorry to hear about the favoritism played by

> your grandparents. Maybe

> they're angry at your mom for marrying your dad

> & is " punishing " her for her

> choice & making her live with the consequences

> from the choice she made.

> They were cruel in not helping out in time of

> need, at least once & to have

> some compassion for you & your mom.

TKT: Hi Marie, I don't think they are angry at my

mommy for marrying him as they thought he was the

greatest thing since sliced bread. They liked him

and thought him to be good and decent. They have

always been this way - since when my mommy was

quite young.

>

> Children are not responsible for their parents

> actions & you should not have

> been punished & neglected by them. Although

> you would think families take

> care of each other, that really isn't the case

> very often. Money & greed is

> what makes the world go round, even in

> families.

TKT: I may not be responsible, but I feel as if I

had been punished on a daily basis - just for

being born into this world. I feel punished just

for being me - for having Asperger Syndrome -

because I am so weird and different.

>

> I just resign myself to not expect anything

> from family; it's their money &

> their choice in how to spend it. I have a

> multimillionaire brother in law &

> their philosophy is if they help one person in

> the family they would have to

> help everyone. It's the kind of mentality that

> schools have, that if they

> do something for one child they'll have to do

> it for everyone (not), so they

> deny services or modifications.

TKT: It really isn't about the money, really. But

what angers me the most is how my relatives on my

Father's side screwed me over the $25,000 that

was left to me by my Paternal grandmother when

she died on Dec. 20, 2003. That is what really

angers, upsets and saddens me the most. If I were

a multi - millionaire I would make sure that

every single one of my living relatives - even

those I had never met would have their needs

taken care of. Even if they were mean to me in

life I would make sure that in death I would

leave everybody a little something. To leave any

relative out would be mean, cold, cruel and

selfish and greedy. I don't want to be that mean

lady who left her entire fortune to her dog, not

leaving a penny to her own children (biological

or fake children). Tara Kimberley Torme

>

> Marie A. (-ASD & Becky's mom)

>

>

>

>

> On 1/2/08, Tara Kimberley Torme

> wrote:

> >

> > Hi,

> >

> > I'm back from my Christmas vacation. To be

> brief,

> > I didn't really have a good holiday. Not the

> > worst (i.e. The Christmas From Hell 2002) but

> not

> > really the

> > best.

> >

> > First of all, my wonderful Omit (maternal

> > Grandmother) flatly told me that I am not

> allowed

> > to travel with her and Opa (maternal

> Grandfather)

> > to Latvia because I am not Latvian enough for

> > her. The only reason why my 3 younger cousins

> > , Aina & Andra we able to accompany

> them

> > were because they are able to assist Omit in

> > shopping and they are fluent in Latvian. And

> > since I cannot speak Latvian, therefore I am

> of

> > no help to her in Latvia. As well, according

> to

> > my Omit I have never been interested in

> learning

> > Latvian or have ever been interested in

> anything

> > related to Latvia. How does she know that?

> She

> > lives in Islington, Ontario, CANADA & I live

> here

> > in Vancouver, BC, CANADA! I have been reading

> up

> > on Latvia and the culture over the years!

> >

> > In my Omit's eyes my Uncle Moe, Aunt e

> &

> > cousins , Aina & Andra are the perfect

> > little Latvian family. They have wonderful

> > Latvian names in which Name Days can be

> > celebrated (I don't because my name is not a

> > Latvian name – therefore I don't count in the

> > Latvian world). They all speak Latvian

> fluently –

> > having all been to Latvian school. They live

> > their live the Latvian way – eating Latvian

> food,

> > reading the Latvian paper, being involved in

> the

> > Latvian community, wearing Latvian clothes,

> > singing Latvian songs, attending Latvian

> > festivals – doing everything Latvian. They

> > celebrate Latvian holidays, Latvian name days

> and

> > have the most perfect Latvian life.

> >

> > My Uncle, Aunt & 3 cousins all live in the

> lap of

> > luxury – i.e. they own their own house have

> only

> > been in a couple of places since I've known

> them.

> > They really do get the best of everything

> from my

> > grandparents – my Opa's old car which one of

> my

> > cousins crashed, the best jewelry, trips to

> > Europe (all expense paid), University tuition

> > paid by my grandparents or at least books and

> > supplies paid by my grandparents, the best

> > heirlooms etc…they've also had a set of

> parents

> > to bring them up too.

> >

> > In comparison: My Papa abandoned me when I

> was 3

> > years old leaving me and my mommy penniless.

> > Mommy lost her business and the house because

> of

> > Papa and his lying and his alcohol problem.

> The

> > last Christmas I saw Papa he stole back all

> of

> > the Christmas gifts that he had given me –

> > something that I am reminded of on a regular

> > basis by my mommy.

> >

> > The Christmas we had Chicken noodle soup (I

> was

> > between the ages 3-4) – we had nothing in the

> > house to eat – nobody came by to see us for

> > Christmas – Omit and Opa did not believe in

> > leaving their house in Toronto to visit us in

> > Montreal.

> >

> > Flash forward ahead a bit – we are living

> again

> > in another place – on Melrose street – Our

> > landlord had locked us out of the house and

> we

> > lost everything – including our family cat

> Minou.

> > We were homeless. We had nowhere to go.

> Nobody

> > came to our aid, really. No family member

> said

> > " hey, you are in trouble, do you need money,

> a

> > place to go? I have connections for you in

> this

> > city. I will pay for whatever you need. " It

> was

> > only mommy and me.

> >

> > Again, more moving around every couple of

> years

> > and then flash forward to 1987 – the year I

> was

> > 10. We were moving to a new place again and

> we

> > were putting our belongings in storage for

> the

> > summer and were going to go the country for

> the

> > summer. Summer 1987 was fun and was great.

> Come

> > the fall 1987 – time to move into our new

> place

> > with our stuff out of storage. Surprise – a

> mix

> > up – divorce from another couple – and we

> lose

> > every single item that we have owned – stuff

> from

> > the day I was born – stuff that cannot be

> > replaced – stuff that Papa made or my

> Grandpapa

> > Louis made for me – every single thing. All

> that

> > we got back were some boxes of some few

> precious

> > pictures and some ornaments – but the rest

> gone –

> > mommy's bear that she owned since she was a

> child

> > – the only toy that she ever had that she

> didn't

> > have to share with her younger brother and

> > sister. Once again we were homeless. No place

> to

> > go. Did any relative ever step in and say

> " hey, I

> > will help you out of your jam – I will help

> you

> > to find a place to live " ? No! We had some

> really

> > good friends of ours who helped us by letting

> us

> > stay with them during that year.

> >

> > Let us now flash forward to 1990 – the year

> that

> > Papa came back into my life. What a horrible

> > year! What a horrible Father's Day weekend I

> will

> > never ever forget! I now realize that I was

> being

> > used by my Papa's relatives as a way to try

> to

> > find him. But, I digress a bit. That year my

> > mommy and me were making a special birthday

> > dinner for my Grandmaman (her birthday being

> June

> > 12, 1912) and my Aunt Louise & my younger

> cousins

> > Zara & came in from Toronto for the

> dinner.

> > They came under false pretenses. When they

> > arrived, I heard the news that Papa had been

> > found. There was to be a family reunion at

> Uncle

> > Jean-Luc's but only family members were

> allowed

> > to go – not me – I guess being the daughter

> > doesn't really count as being a family

> member,

> > does it? But wait – the best is yet to come:

> > Father's Day I was to meet my Papa at the

> Day's

> > Inn in Montreal for a special meet. I wrote

> him a

> > special Father's day card and everything. We

> go

> > down there. I wait. And wait. I swim. And

> swim.

> > And wait and wait some more. Papa never even

> > bothered to show up. How thoughtful of him to

> do

> > that! Don't you agree? I was so angry and

> upset I

> > tore my room apart – from limb to limb –

> angry

> > and hurt and crying and upset and feeling so

> > betrayed.

> >

> > Then, that year when my birthday rolls around

> I

> > get one card from him with some childish

> gifts.

> > The card says in his own handwriting, " From a

> > distance I have always loved you " . That is

> > something I will never ever forget until the

> day

> > I die. Well – where were all of the child

> support

> > payments that he owed my mommy? What about

> all of

> > the money he owed mommy – money from business

> > loans and the such? Where was he during those

> > early years when I needed him in my life?

> >

> > I never got anything from Papa and I was

> never

> > told of his whereabouts – ever. All I ever

> got

> > was a measly email address which I found

> quite by

> > accident when I got an email from my cousin

>

> > – that was the only thing I had to go on – to

> > communicate with Papa.

> >

> > I was always told by my mommy that my

> Grandmaman

> > had left everybody a $25,000 inheritance but

> when

> > she died on Dec. 20, 2003 I never received a

> dime

> > of it. Why was the money being kept away from

> me?

> > Don't I matter too? Don't the rest of the

> family

> > think that I deserve some money – considering

> > that I grew up with little money? It all

> comes

> > down to deceit and lies and betrayal –

> betrayal

> > against me – family members treating me like

> > crap.

> >

> > My Aunt Baiba died May 12, 1993 of Lymphonic

> > cancer. Mommy and me had no money whatsoever

> but

> > we found the resources to make the trip over

> to

> > , BC. Omit & Opa never stopped their

> > Europe trip to see Aunt Baiba, nor did they

> offer

> > any monetary compensation for our expenses to

> > . And it was clearly made we were not

> > welcome to her actual deathbed around May 12,

> > 1993 – yes we were there when she was flown

> into

> > from Bamfield, but no, we were not

> there

> > either. And nobody had even told us about her

> > worsening condition either. Nobody offered to

> pay

> > us to go to her funeral/memorial service

> either.

> > Once again, I get the short end of the stick.

> > Aunt Baiba left me something in her will but

> I

> > never got anything – who do you think is

> > responsible? Uncle Moe!

> >

> > Mommy had bi-pass surgery in 1994 – yet once

> > again Omit & Opa never bothered to come and

> visit

> > and we had no money whatsoever. What did we

> get?

> > $100 – not enough to really make a difference

> for

> > us to help with expenses of the house. The

> one

> > relative who did stick by us at the time was

> Aina

> > McCormick from the US – she drove all the way

> > down to help my mommy during this time –

> Uncle

> > Moe or Aunt e never even sent me a

> card or

> > even called to ask how I was doing – nobody

> even

> > cared about how I was feeling – how scared I

> was

> > feeling at the time. I stayed with some good

> > friends of ours because I did not want to

> stay at

> > home on my own – there was no way in 1994

> that I

> > would feel confident at staying home alone

> during

> > this time.

> >

> > Not once in all the years I have known my

> Uncle

> > Moe, Aunt e and my cousins ,

> Aina &

> > Andra have they ever sent a thank you note to

> me

> > or my mommy. We have given them over the

> years

> > close to $10,000 in cash ($2,000 per person)

> –

> > years when we had no money whatsoever – years

> > when we were struggling – years when we could

> > have used the money ourselves – but they

> never

> > even acknowledged any of it. Not even some of

> the

> > gifts we mailed out at Christmas time –

> making

> > sure the gifts got there in time – spending

> money

> > we really didn't have at all. Don't you think

> it

> > to be rude to not even acknowledge a generous

> > gift? Don't they realize that giving $50 from

> one

> > person with limited funds is more

> dear/precocious

> > than some other well to do person giving them

> > $200?

> >

> > How do you think their greediness got paid

> off?

> > Free trips to Europe and all the best things

> in

> > life!

> >

> > Never have Uncle Moe & Aunt e sent out

> a

> > birthday or a Christmas card in time –

> > never!!!!!!!! One year (around 1996) we got a

> > Christmas package from them in July – with

> rotten

> > chocolate! Do you think that is

> appropriate/nice?

> > This year they never bothered to even send a

> card

> > and only when my mommy told Opa – Opa is not

> > pleased with them either – that is when they

> sent

> > out a card – but to me. Opa told my mommy who

> > told me that Uncle Moe didn't send out any

> cards

> > this year at all – something that is quite

> rude

> > and unforgivable.

> >

> > What is even more unforgivable is the way I

> was

> > LIED to on the phone – how they didn't know

> how

> > their card got so late when they sent it out

> on

> > time. Well please don't fuck around with me.

> The

> > post mark said it was mailed for Dec. 27,

> 2007

> > and it arrived Dec. 31, 2007 – what lies my

> > family has told me. I don't like to be

> screwed

> > around with in this manner – I've been

> betrayed

> > by my other family members – I don't need

> more

> > betrayal from them as well. I know they don't

> > care for me at all – if they really cared

> they

> > would have made the effort to visit us here

> in

> > Vancouver and not make lame debt excuses as a

> > reason not to visit mommy and me. What a

> bunch of

> > crap! If they have so much debt, how are they

> > able to visit places all over the world and

> have

> > go to Greece & Europe in 2007? I had

> debt.

> > I have money limitations – I haven't

> travelled

> > anywhere fancy like Europe – but my cousins

> have

> > all been gallivanting around the world. Gee,

> what

> > a crock.

> >

> > For once, I would like some justice done

> towards

> > me. I will not be taken for granted any

> longer.

> >

> > Tara Kimberley Torme

> >

> >

> > Tara Kimberley Torme

> >

> > 2061 East 40th Avenue

> > Vancouver, BC

> > V5P 1J4

> > CANADA

> >

> > Home Phone:

> >

> > Online Journal:

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> >

> > The Silent Meow:

>

> >

> > The Asperger's Difference:

> >

>

http://www.aspires-relationships.com/writings_tara__Torme.htm

> >

> > A Series Of Short Stories & Poems by T K

> Torme: www.tktorme.com

> >

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tara sharing here is of a begin for building thatnet work and family

from the autism community. this is of the same for me and it took of

much years to have builded that level of trust for me to engage nd

build in but now happy that I to have of this network of

family /friends here.

Sondra

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tara sharing here is of a begin for building thatnet work and family

from the autism community. this is of the same for me and it took of

much years to have builded that level of trust for me to engage nd

build in but now happy that I to have of this network of

family /friends here.

Sondra

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Hi Sondra,

Yes, you are right about sharing. I don't really

have any close family members whom I'm really

close to, family members who are really on my

side, family members who will fly across the

country to be with me in my time of need - Both

my mommy and me have received all of our help

from strangers - people whom we don't even know

all that well - over the years. But even though

we have those friends it still stings and hurts

that your own immediate family members don't even

bother to be there when you really need them in

times of crisis.

Best,

Tara Kimberley Torme

--- sondra wrote:

> tara sharing here is of a begin for building

> thatnet work and family

> from the autism community. this is of the same

> for me and it took of

> much years to have builded that level of trust

> for me to engage nd

> build in but now happy that I to have of this

> network of

> family /friends here.

> Sondra

>

>

Tara Kimberley Torme

2061 East 40th Avenue

Vancouver, BC

V5P 1J4

CANADA

Home Phone:

Online Journal: http://blog.myspace.com/aspergergal

The Silent Meow:

The Asperger's Difference:

http://www.aspires-relationships.com/writings_tara__Torme.htm

A Series Of Short Stories & Poems by T K Torme: www.tktorme.com

Asperger_Social_Support email list:

Group home page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Asperger_Social_Support

Group email address: Asperger_Social_Support

Asperger Social email list:

Group home page: http://groups.google.com/group/asperger-social?hl=en

Group email address: asperger-socialgooglegroups

Connect with friends from any web browser - no download required. Try the

new Yahoo! Canada Messenger for the Web BETA at

http://ca.messenger.yahoo.com/webmessengerpromo.php

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Hi Sondra,

Yes, you are right about sharing. I don't really

have any close family members whom I'm really

close to, family members who are really on my

side, family members who will fly across the

country to be with me in my time of need - Both

my mommy and me have received all of our help

from strangers - people whom we don't even know

all that well - over the years. But even though

we have those friends it still stings and hurts

that your own immediate family members don't even

bother to be there when you really need them in

times of crisis.

Best,

Tara Kimberley Torme

--- sondra wrote:

> tara sharing here is of a begin for building

> thatnet work and family

> from the autism community. this is of the same

> for me and it took of

> much years to have builded that level of trust

> for me to engage nd

> build in but now happy that I to have of this

> network of

> family /friends here.

> Sondra

>

>

Tara Kimberley Torme

2061 East 40th Avenue

Vancouver, BC

V5P 1J4

CANADA

Home Phone:

Online Journal: http://blog.myspace.com/aspergergal

The Silent Meow:

The Asperger's Difference:

http://www.aspires-relationships.com/writings_tara__Torme.htm

A Series Of Short Stories & Poems by T K Torme: www.tktorme.com

Asperger_Social_Support email list:

Group home page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Asperger_Social_Support

Group email address: Asperger_Social_Support

Asperger Social email list:

Group home page: http://groups.google.com/group/asperger-social?hl=en

Group email address: asperger-socialgooglegroups

Connect with friends from any web browser - no download required. Try the

new Yahoo! Canada Messenger for the Web BETA at

http://ca.messenger.yahoo.com/webmessengerpromo.php

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