Guest guest Posted January 14, 2008 Report Share Posted January 14, 2008 Dearest , The event was a police shoot out and He was killed by a young officer. My Step dad shot my Mom and another officer before he was killed. I gave birth to my daughter several hours late due to traumatic labor. She was just a couple of weeks early but I was not even allowed to go to my mothers funeral. It is a long story and the police even made a TOP COP Episode about it. That was awfully strange. Thanks for your kind words. Debi wrote: > > I also had a very bad childhood with an abusive stepfather who threatened kill my mother if I ever told. I told when I was 24 and he did kill her. WING and a PRAYER RATTERY, AVIARY AND KENNEL Sticks & Stones ( handpainted rocks and driftwood carvings) For sale on Ebay EBay ID... robdale54 --------------------------------- Be a better friend, newshound, and know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile. Try it now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 15, 2008 Report Share Posted January 15, 2008 Mine had schizophrenia, he went off his meds to get me pregnant. He did not tell me he was on meds to begin with I found out at the funeral ( we were married 45 days). Off the meds he thought he was the devil and he cut the breaks to my car, I had to choose between taking out a brick wall or driving through an intersection so I took out the wall I broke my back in 3 places. I rang him at work and he confessed he had done it. He then ordered a weeks worth of shopping, a baby grand piano (so I would alwys hear music in my life) and went and jumped off a cliff. His dad was an SS officer and I a Jew so every day for the next 5 months I was sued for the food from the wake, each day a single receipt arrived $1.60 bread rolls, $3,20 jar of cherries etc etc My son died at 28 wks. The whole time I was pregnant my parents disowned me as they wanted me to abort the baby and I refused. Plus I got the joys of going to the morgue and seeing my husband's thigh through his brain. I think once you have been through that there is no going back. Blown serotonin waves well thats the least of the injury sustained isnt it. Re: /DebiY past pain Dearest , The event was a police shoot out and He was killed by a young officer. My Step dad shot my Mom and another officer before he was killed. I gave birth to my daughter several hours late due to traumatic labor. She was just a couple of weeks early but I was not even allowed to go to my mothers funeral. It is a long story and the police even made a TOP COP Episode about it. That was awfully strange. Thanks for your kind words. Debi wrote: > > I also had a very bad childhood with an abusive stepfather who threatened kill my mother if I ever told. I told when I was 24 and he did kill her. WING and a PRAYER RATTERY, AVIARY AND KENNEL Sticks & Stones ( handpainted rocks and driftwood carvings) For sale on Ebay EBay ID... robdale54 --------------------------------- Be a better friend, newshound, and know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile. Try it now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 15, 2008 Report Share Posted January 15, 2008 Kate, Anyone who knows me would understand the meaning behind these words,.....I have no words after reading your post. I am in awe and stunned by your strength. Warm Regards, Debi Younce Bellaire, Michigan Kate Court wrote: Mine had schizophrenia, he went off his meds to get me pregnant. He did not tell me he was on meds to begin with I found out at the funeral ( we were married 45 days). Off the meds he thought he was the devil and he cut the breaks to my car, I had to choose between taking out a brick wall or driving through an intersection so I took out the wall I broke my back in 3 places. I rang him at work and he confessed he had done it. He then ordered a weeks worth of shopping, a baby grand piano (so I would alwys hear music in my life) and went and jumped off a cliff. His dad was an SS officer and I a Jew so every day for the next 5 months I was sued for the food from the wake, each day a single receipt arrived $1.60 bread rolls, $3,20 jar of cherries etc etc My son died at 28 wks. The whole time I was pregnant my parents disowned me as they wanted me to abort the baby and I refused. Plus I got the joys of going to the morgue and seeing my husband's thigh through his brain. I think once you have been through that there is no going back. Blown serotonin waves well thats the least of the injury sustained isnt it. Re: /DebiY past pain Dearest , The event was a police shoot out and He was killed by a young officer. My Step dad shot my Mom and another officer before he was killed. I gave birth to my daughter several hours late due to traumatic labor. She was just a couple of weeks early but I was not even allowed to go to my mothers funeral. It is a long story and the police even made a TOP COP Episode about it. That was awfully strange. Thanks for your kind words. Debi wrote: > > I also had a very bad childhood with an abusive stepfather who threatened kill my mother if I ever told. I told when I was 24 and he did kill her. WING and a PRAYER RATTERY, AVIARY AND KENNEL Sticks & Stones ( handpainted rocks and driftwood carvings) For sale on Ebay EBay ID... robdale54 --------------------------------- Be a better friend, newshound, and know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile. Try it now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 15, 2008 Report Share Posted January 15, 2008 It seems that if one of us writes something such as the horrors (what other word can I use?), someone else writes of another that breaks your heart when you read of another's life story! There is one thing that I am going to say which may not be the right time or place, but in 1991, I deliberately stopped communicating with a college room mate. We had lived in the same city for the previous 3 years, done many things with them. I had know for 20 years that her husband was bi-polar and it was very extreme, during the 20 years between his diagnosis and my ceasing contact, I used to be able to tell even on a long distance phone call when his meds were out of balance. I won't go into what the hell she, her children and her husband lived in; but it was very bad. For some reason that I can't explain, I looked in the phone book over Christmas while we were in the city where she lives and wrote her phone number down. While we were driving through the countryside the next day, I called her, --- no idea what I would say, no idea who would answer the phone, no way to explain why I hadn't called. Well, the husband has died in the past year or so from many difference causes other than the bi polar disease, they had managed to pay their house off, because of how he finally had to leave his job, she gets no survivor's benefits, but did retire at age 62 so she is getting social security and a petance of a retirement from an employer she worked for for 20 years. Her son, who is bi polar also -- both children knew that either of them could develop the disease, but, he married -- wife was also bi-polar, they are divorced. Daughter apparently is not or at least it has not reared it's ugly head yet. But after that phone call, and knowing that her husband is gone and perhaps things may not be the same as they were before, I can re- establish a relationship with her. I suppose some could view the fact that I ceased communication as wrong but when I added my own severe depression into the mix --- 2nd sucide attempt in three years just before I stopped communicating, it seemed that I had so much on my own plate that I could not be a good friend to her at that time. I have never forgotten any of them and have wondered often how they were, but until December, I just could not make that call. Kate, I am so sorry for what you have experienced in your life! It seems that we think that what we experienced is worse than anyone else but then I read of your life and my heart breaks. And it also reminds me that now that I did make that initial call in December, perhaps I need to make another one one day this week. Ok, I know what I am going to say could offend someone, but it seems when that higher power closes one door an other one is opened and your writing has reminded me that I was once a good friend to someone and perhaps it's time to be there for her again. > > > > I also had a very bad childhood with an abusive stepfather who > threatened kill my mother if I ever told. I told when I was 24 and > he did kill her. > > > > > > > > WING and a PRAYER RATTERY, AVIARY AND KENNEL > Sticks & Stones ( handpainted rocks and driftwood carvings) > For sale on Ebay > EBay ID... robdale54 > > > > > > --------------------------------- > Be a better friend, newshound, and know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile. Try it now. > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 16, 2008 Report Share Posted January 16, 2008 Thank you , whatever else everyone says I beleive in Karma what goes around comes around, so if you can gain benefit from some one else's pain there is hope for all of us that good things are on the way. Plus today I spent my day at the hospital as my face swelled up the size of a football. The GP said it was my new meds and I needed to go to the hospital to get immediate care (allergic reaction). The Dr refused to treat my face and instead tried to order a " psych consult' because I beleived my assistance animal " talks to me " . No you idiot he " taps " when he tells me about the sounds.. So technically he doesn't speak " English " he speaks " paw u gese " (No I didn't say that out loud buttt would have loved too). When I asked to see another Dr he told me he was the head and no one would counter mand him, so I spent my afternoon sending off letters to the Ministers offices to get him invvestigated for being NUTS and in the mean time I am eating anti histamine tablets to reduce the swelling and will go back to the GP in the morning. Re: /DebiY past pain It seems that if one of us writes something such as the horrors (what other word can I use?), someone else writes of another that breaks your heart when you read of another's life story! There is one thing that I am going to say which may not be the right time or place, but in 1991, I deliberately stopped communicating with a college room mate. We had lived in the same city for the previous 3 years, done many things with them. I had know for 20 years that her husband was bi-polar and it was very extreme, during the 20 years between his diagnosis and my ceasing contact, I used to be able to tell even on a long distance phone call when his meds were out of balance. I won't go into what the hell she, her children and her husband lived in; but it was very bad. For some reason that I can't explain, I looked in the phone book over Christmas while we were in the city where she lives and wrote her phone number down. While we were driving through the countryside the next day, I called her, --- no idea what I would say, no idea who would answer the phone, no way to explain why I hadn't called. Well, the husband has died in the past year or so from many difference causes other than the bi polar disease, they had managed to pay their house off, because of how he finally had to leave his job, she gets no survivor's benefits, but did retire at age 62 so she is getting social security and a petance of a retirement from an employer she worked for for 20 years. Her son, who is bi polar also -- both children knew that either of them could develop the disease, but, he married -- wife was also bi-polar, they are divorced. Daughter apparently is not or at least it has not reared it's ugly head yet. But after that phone call, and knowing that her husband is gone and perhaps things may not be the same as they were before, I can re- establish a relationship with her. I suppose some could view the fact that I ceased communication as wrong but when I added my own severe depression into the mix --- 2nd sucide attempt in three years just before I stopped communicating, it seemed that I had so much on my own plate that I could not be a good friend to her at that time. I have never forgotten any of them and have wondered often how they were, but until December, I just could not make that call. Kate, I am so sorry for what you have experienced in your life! It seems that we think that what we experienced is worse than anyone else but then I read of your life and my heart breaks. And it also reminds me that now that I did make that initial call in December, perhaps I need to make another one one day this week. Ok, I know what I am going to say could offend someone, but it seems when that higher power closes one door an other one is opened and your writing has reminded me that I was once a good friend to someone and perhaps it's time to be there for her again. > > > > I also had a very bad childhood with an abusive stepfather who > threatened kill my mother if I ever told. I told when I was 24 and > he did kill her. > > > > > > > > WING and a PRAYER RATTERY, AVIARY AND KENNEL > Sticks & Stones ( handpainted rocks and driftwood carvings) > For sale on Ebay > EBay ID... robdale54 > > > > > > --------------------------------- > Be a better friend, newshound, and know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile.. Try it now. > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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