I Am Angry Today Because . . .

[EMARX]

I am angry because I feel a slight thickening and tickle in my throat. My eyes are starting to burn and my head feels sorta stuffed with cotton batten. Oh my, I think I am getting a damn cold.

It might not be a cold. Maybe you're in love!

 

[not_nadine]

 

[Lepplady]

I'm angry today for having somebody jump down my throat and out my arse for something I didn't say or do. I'll get over it pretty quickly because everybody's human, makes mistakes, etc, but man, what a crock.
There. Now. Let me go find some cute little fluffy kittens. Or, better yet, I'll paint something. I've had a measure of success at that lately. That might good for a mood enhancer.
*sigh* ...I miss chocolate.

 

[not_nadine]

Paint something wicked.

 

[Lepplady]

Paint something wicked.

I'll paint something sweet. There's been enough wicked crap today. I need a little happiness.

 

[17021jude]

2013. I don't know if it was the 13 that was unlucky for us, or just not our year. It really started in 2012, but finally came to an end in 2013. My children and I had somewhat fallen on hard times, the store I worked for for 6 years sold to another group of people who didn't offer to keep me on (this was in January). I was a single mother of three, at the time my kids were 17, 14, and 9. Luckily I had saw this coming and was able to take a second job and sock away a few thousand dollars knowing that unemployment would be a hell of a cut in pay. After applying for several jobs in my field and no success, and watching my savings start to go down, an old family friend offered to take us in, as I was renting the house we lived in. Which worked for a little while, until the family friend had us all walking on egg shells to the point we couldn't live like that anymore and turned us out into the street. We lived in our Mustang for 3 weeks. At about the same time my dad found out he had cancer, and they gave him 2 months to live (this was March). We had a family meeting about it, as my mother runs a small café and worked from 5 am until 9 pm every day 7 days a week, with my situation being what it was, we were happy to move in with my dad and take care of him...a win win for all of us. In July of that year I finally found work, in a town 45 minutes away, I traveled the distance, and by that time several of my siblings, along with my kids and I were taking turns with our dad (who was doing much better). Before school started I attempted to find a place for my children and I to live in the town I was working in, and finally landed one but it was after school had started so at that point I was taking my kids the 45 minute trek with me so they could attend school in the new town. During bad weather I was scheduled to work 8 pm to 8 am shifts, keeping the hi ways clean of snow, my oldest son had graduated high school the year before and was attending college in another town, so it was just my younger children at home, now age 15 and 10. Shortly after beginning my job (I was the only woman working with 16 men) I started to have problems at work, and had received a vulgar card that was very suggestive (February), which I turned over to our supervisor, which turned into a full blown investigation, which caused things to escalate even more at work. In March, while dealing with things getting even worse at work, I had a visit at work from the sheriffs department, asking me if I had anything to do with a death threat to a local man who had been super nice to work on my and my daughters vehicles. I was shocked. The sheriff showed me a letter that had been received by this man. I said absolutely I had nothing to do with that, and he informed me I was to stay away from the service center he worked at and not to contact him. A week later my tires were slashed on my car. During this same week, my daughters wheel fell off her van while she was coming home from school, someone had loosened her lug nuts. At the same time I got a call saying my dad had taken a turn for the worse. The next week, an old friend had stopped by to have a drink, and the sheriff showed up with my daughter, this was about 7 pm, and the furthest thing from my mind at that point happened, my daughter had been raped, and then I found out that our landlord was this mans uncle. The police took the man into custody, and we the county attorney prosecuted him. I was able to buy a home back in our old town and move my children and I back home, just two weeks after all of this happened to my daughter, thank GOD. I took a few days off work during this time, to be with my children, and my dad. My first day back at work, they fired one of the men who had been causing problems, and my super called me out on the job and told me he threatened to kill me and if I had any trouble to call the sheriff. I was alone, out on the hi way running an oil disturber. All day I watched my back, every minute ticked by slowly. At the end of the day this man was blocking the hi way with his car waiting for me. My heart just stopped. He didn't hurt me, screamed at me and gave me the finger was all, but I could only imagine him pulling a gun in my mind. That very evening I found other work back home,the first week of April my dad passed away, and in July my daughter moved out of my house to live with her dad, she's trying hard to find herself. She is now 17 and a senior in school looking forward to college. I looked up the man who raped my daughter last night on the KBI list to make sure he was complying with the court order, he was there. It brought back all the terrible things that had happened. I know this was a long post to read, absolutely not looking for sympathy, as we have all moved on, but looking back at this time our lives, it doesn't make me angry it infuriates me, and that's how I feel today.

 

[SharonC]

2013. I don't know if it was the 13 that was unlucky for us, or just not our year. It really started in 2012, but finally came to an end in 2013. My children and I had somewhat fallen on hard times, the store I worked for for 6 years sold to another group of people who didn't offer to keep me on (this was in January). I was a single mother of three, at the time my kids were 17, 14, and 9. Luckily I had saw this coming and was able to take a second job and sock away a few thousand dollars knowing that unemployment would be a hell of a cut in pay. After applying for several jobs in my field and no success, and watching my savings start to go down, an old family friend offered to take us in, as I was renting the house we lived in. Which worked for a little while, until the family friend had us all walking on egg shells to the point we couldn't live like that anymore and turned us out into the street. We lived in our Mustang for 3 weeks. At about the same time my dad found out he had cancer, and they gave him 2 months to live (this was March). We had a family meeting about it, as my mother runs a small café and worked from 5 am until 9 pm every day 7 days a week, with my situation being what it was, we were happy to move in with my dad and take care of him...a win win for all of us. In July of that year I finally found work, in a town 45 minutes away, I traveled the distance, and by that time several of my siblings, along with my kids and I were taking turns with our dad (who was doing much better). Before school started I attempted to find a place for my children and I to live in the town I was working in, and finally landed one but it was after school had started so at that point I was taking my kids the 45 minute trek with me so they could attend school in the new town. During bad weather I was scheduled to work 8 pm to 8 am shifts, keeping the hi ways clean of snow, my oldest son had graduated high school the year before and was attending college in another town, so it was just my younger children at home, now age 15 and 10. Shortly after beginning my job (I was the only woman working with 16 men) I started to have problems at work, and had received a vulgar card that was very suggestive (February), which I turned over to our supervisor, which turned into a full blown investigation, which caused things to escalate even more at work. In March, while dealing with things getting even worse at work, I had a visit at work from the sheriffs department, asking me if I had anything to do with a death threat to a local man who had been super nice to work on my and my daughters vehicles. I was shocked. The sheriff showed me a letter that had been received by this man. I said absolutely I had nothing to do with that, and he informed me I was to stay away from the service center he worked at and not to contact him. A week later my tires were slashed on my car. During this same week, my daughters wheel fell off her van while she was coming home from school, someone had loosened her lug nuts. At the same time I got a call saying my dad had taken a turn for the worse. The next week, an old friend had stopped by to have a drink, and the sheriff showed up with my daughter, this was about 7 pm, and the furthest thing from my mind at that point happened, my daughter had been raped, and then I found out that our landlord was this mans uncle. The police took the man into custody, and we the county attorney prosecuted him. I was able to buy a home back in our old town and move my children and I back home, just two weeks after all of this happened to my daughter, thank GOD. I took a few days off work during this time, to be with my children, and my dad. My first day back at work, they fired one of the men who had been causing problems, and my super called me out on the job and told me he threatened to kill me and if I had any trouble to call the sheriff. I was alone, out on the hi way running an oil disturber. All day I watched my back, every minute ticked by slowly. At the end of the day this man was blocking the hi way with his car waiting for me. My heart just stopped. He didn't hurt me, screamed at me and gave me the finger was all, but I could only imagine him pulling a gun in my mind. That very evening I found other work back home,the first week of April my dad passed away, and in July my daughter moved out of my house to live with her dad, she's trying hard to find herself. She is now 17 and a senior in school looking forward to college. I looked up the man who raped my daughter last night on the KBI list to make sure he was complying with the court order, he was there. It brought back all the terrible things that had happened. I know this was a long post to read, absolutely not looking for sympathy, as we have all moved on, but looking back at this time our lives, it doesn't make me angry it infuriates me, and that's how I feel today.

Wow, that was one terrible year for you. I'm glad you got through it, and hope that things continue to improve.

 

[skimom2]

2013. I don't know if it was the 13 that was unlucky for us, or just not our year. It really started in 2012, but finally came to an end in 2013. My children and I had somewhat fallen on hard times, the store I worked for for 6 years sold to another group of people who didn't offer to keep me on (this was in January). I was a single mother of three, at the time my kids were 17, 14, and 9. Luckily I had saw this coming and was able to take a second job and sock away a few thousand dollars knowing that unemployment would be a hell of a cut in pay. After applying for several jobs in my field and no success, and watching my savings start to go down, an old family friend offered to take us in, as I was renting the house we lived in. Which worked for a little while, until the family friend had us all walking on egg shells to the point we couldn't live like that anymore and turned us out into the street. We lived in our Mustang for 3 weeks. At about the same time my dad found out he had cancer, and they gave him 2 months to live (this was March). We had a family meeting about it, as my mother runs a small café and worked from 5 am until 9 pm every day 7 days a week, with my situation being what it was, we were happy to move in with my dad and take care of him...a win win for all of us. In July of that year I finally found work, in a town 45 minutes away, I traveled the distance, and by that time several of my siblings, along with my kids and I were taking turns with our dad (who was doing much better). Before school started I attempted to find a place for my children and I to live in the town I was working in, and finally landed one but it was after school had started so at that point I was taking my kids the 45 minute trek with me so they could attend school in the new town. During bad weather I was scheduled to work 8 pm to 8 am shifts, keeping the hi ways clean of snow, my oldest son had graduated high school the year before and was attending college in another town, so it was just my younger children at home, now age 15 and 10. Shortly after beginning my job (I was the only woman working with 16 men) I started to have problems at work, and had received a vulgar card that was very suggestive (February), which I turned over to our supervisor, which turned into a full blown investigation, which caused things to escalate even more at work. In March, while dealing with things getting even worse at work, I had a visit at work from the sheriffs department, asking me if I had anything to do with a death threat to a local man who had been super nice to work on my and my daughters vehicles. I was shocked. The sheriff showed me a letter that had been received by this man. I said absolutely I had nothing to do with that, and he informed me I was to stay away from the service center he worked at and not to contact him. A week later my tires were slashed on my car. During this same week, my daughters wheel fell off her van while she was coming home from school, someone had loosened her lug nuts. At the same time I got a call saying my dad had taken a turn for the worse. The next week, an old friend had stopped by to have a drink, and the sheriff showed up with my daughter, this was about 7 pm, and the furthest thing from my mind at that point happened, my daughter had been raped, and then I found out that our landlord was this mans uncle. The police took the man into custody, and we the county attorney prosecuted him. I was able to buy a home back in our old town and move my children and I back home, just two weeks after all of this happened to my daughter, thank GOD. I took a few days off work during this time, to be with my children, and my dad. My first day back at work, they fired one of the men who had been causing problems, and my super called me out on the job and told me he threatened to kill me and if I had any trouble to call the sheriff. I was alone, out on the hi way running an oil disturber. All day I watched my back, every minute ticked by slowly. At the end of the day this man was blocking the hi way with his car waiting for me. My heart just stopped. He didn't hurt me, screamed at me and gave me the finger was all, but I could only imagine him pulling a gun in my mind. That very evening I found other work back home,the first week of April my dad passed away, and in July my daughter moved out of my house to live with her dad, she's trying hard to find herself. She is now 17 and a senior in school looking forward to college. I looked up the man who raped my daughter last night on the KBI list to make sure he was complying with the court order, he was there. It brought back all the terrible things that had happened. I know this was a long post to read, absolutely not looking for sympathy, as we have all moved on, but looking back at this time our lives, it doesn't make me angry it infuriates me, and that's how I feel today.

There is absolutely nothing to say. WHAT A CRAPPY YEAR. You have every right to be pissed off at the world--any sane person would be. I'm so glad that you found safer work (keep an eye out for the crazies, though), and that you and your kids are safe now. Venting is okay here--we're listening.

 

[17021jude]

There is absolutely nothing to say. WHAT A CRAPPY YEAR. You have every right to be pissed off at the world--any sane person would be. I'm so glad that you found safer work (keep an eye out for the crazies, though), and that you and your kids are safe now. Venting is okay here--we're listening.

Thanks, I feel naked now after I said all of that, besides my family no one really knows much.

 

[17021jude]

Wow, that was one terrible year for you. I'm glad you got through it, and hope that things continue to improve.

Thank you, they have improved and we have and continue to heal.

 

[SharonC]

Thanks, I feel naked now after I said all of that, besides my family no one really knows much.

I have received so much support here. I don't know how I would have gotten through without my friends on this board. We are always willing to listen, sympathize, emphasize and offer our prayers and any advice we can to help each other through.

 

[skimom2]

I have received so much support here. I don't know how I would have gotten through without my friends on this board. We are always willing to listen, sympathize, emphasize and offer our prayers and any advice we can to help each other through.

And wise advice, too. Y'all have been subject to my rants on 'mamadrama'; she certainly can drive me crazy, but the gentle reminders from people here of the alternative have reined me in more than once.

 

[Moderator]

(((Jude))) You're a much stronger woman than you may realize to have come through all of this. My sincere best wishes to you and your family that things will improve now that you're out of that situation.

 

[17021jude]

(((Jude))) You're a much stronger woman than you may realize to have come through all of this. My sincere best wishes to you and your family that things will improve now that you're out of that situation.

Thanks Mod, looking back I think we were pretty lucky to have gotten out with our skins attached. I guess until I put it all down on paper today (so to speak) I didn't realize the parallels and just how serious things had gotten to.

 

[staropeace]

It might not be a cold. Maybe you're in love!

Lol. Now I have that song Love Hurts going on and on in me head. Get out Nazareth!!!!!

 

[staropeace]

Jude you are a very strong person.

 

[Van Blaricum]

Hey Jude

Take a sad song and make it better.

 

[blunthead]

2013. I don't know if it was the 13 that was unlucky for us, or just not our year. It really started in 2012, but finally came to an end in 2013. My children and I had somewhat fallen on hard times, the store I worked for for 6 years sold to another group of people who didn't offer to keep me on (this was in January). I was a single mother of three, at the time my kids were 17, 14, and 9. Luckily I had saw this coming and was able to take a second job and sock away a few thousand dollars knowing that unemployment would be a hell of a cut in pay. After applying for several jobs in my field and no success, and watching my savings start to go down, an old family friend offered to take us in, as I was renting the house we lived in. Which worked for a little while, until the family friend had us all walking on egg shells to the point we couldn't live like that anymore and turned us out into the street. We lived in our Mustang for 3 weeks. At about the same time my dad found out he had cancer, and they gave him 2 months to live (this was March). We had a family meeting about it, as my mother runs a small café and worked from 5 am until 9 pm every day 7 days a week, with my situation being what it was, we were happy to move in with my dad and take care of him...a win win for all of us. In July of that year I finally found work, in a town 45 minutes away, I traveled the distance, and by that time several of my siblings, along with my kids and I were taking turns with our dad (who was doing much better). Before school started I attempted to find a place for my children and I to live in the town I was working in, and finally landed one but it was after school had started so at that point I was taking my kids the 45 minute trek with me so they could attend school in the new town. During bad weather I was scheduled to work 8 pm to 8 am shifts, keeping the hi ways clean of snow, my oldest son had graduated high school the year before and was attending college in another town, so it was just my younger children at home, now age 15 and 10. Shortly after beginning my job (I was the only woman working with 16 men) I started to have problems at work, and had received a vulgar card that was very suggestive (February), which I turned over to our supervisor, which turned into a full blown investigation, which caused things to escalate even more at work. In March, while dealing with things getting even worse at work, I had a visit at work from the sheriffs department, asking me if I had anything to do with a death threat to a local man who had been super nice to work on my and my daughters vehicles. I was shocked. The sheriff showed me a letter that had been received by this man. I said absolutely I had nothing to do with that, and he informed me I was to stay away from the service center he worked at and not to contact him. A week later my tires were slashed on my car. During this same week, my daughters wheel fell off her van while she was coming home from school, someone had loosened her lug nuts. At the same time I got a call saying my dad had taken a turn for the worse. The next week, an old friend had stopped by to have a drink, and the sheriff showed up with my daughter, this was about 7 pm, and the furthest thing from my mind at that point happened, my daughter had been raped, and then I found out that our landlord was this mans uncle. The police took the man into custody, and we the county attorney prosecuted him. I was able to buy a home back in our old town and move my children and I back home, just two weeks after all of this happened to my daughter, thank GOD. I took a few days off work during this time, to be with my children, and my dad. My first day back at work, they fired one of the men who had been causing problems, and my super called me out on the job and told me he threatened to kill me and if I had any trouble to call the sheriff. I was alone, out on the hi way running an oil disturber. All day I watched my back, every minute ticked by slowly. At the end of the day this man was blocking the hi way with his car waiting for me. My heart just stopped. He didn't hurt me, screamed at me and gave me the finger was all, but I could only imagine him pulling a gun in my mind. That very evening I found other work back home,the first week of April my dad passed away, and in July my daughter moved out of my house to live with her dad, she's trying hard to find herself. She is now 17 and a senior in school looking forward to college. I looked up the man who raped my daughter last night on the KBI list to make sure he was complying with the court order, he was there. It brought back all the terrible things that had happened. I know this was a long post to read, absolutely not looking for sympathy, as we have all moved on, but looking back at this time our lives, it doesn't make me angry it infuriates me, and that's how I feel today.

Incredible. First, condolences on the loss of your father, which event alone qualifies 2012-13 as bad years for you. Second, I'm grateful that the authorities are aware of the offender (one of them...?) and remains in their sights. Last but not least, where is your daughter living now that dad passed away? And, if any, what other punishment than a court order did the rapist get, if you can say?

(((((jude and family)))))

 

[17021jude]

Incredible. First, condolences on the loss of your father, which event alone qualifies 2012-13 as bad years for you. Second, I'm grateful that the authorities are aware of the offender (one of them...?) and remains in their sights. Last but not least, where is your daughter living now that dad passed away? And, if any, what other punishment than a court order did the rapist get, if you can say?

(((((jude and family)))))

Thanks for your kind words. It was my own father (would be my children's grandfather) that passed, it was devastating to both myself and my children that he passed. My daughter got a tattoo on her calf to remember her grandpa, yes she lives with her father now. We (she and I) mutually came to this decision and it was a hard one. She is 17 now, a senior in high school and looking forward to college. I had always tried to protect my kids, and started out as a single mother when they were 9,3, and 1. Luckily it's not a far drive for her or I to visit from where the rest of us live. My oldest son and his wife bought the house next to me, and my youngest son (14) is still at home, with me. She identified her rapist, the night the sheriff brought her home. At the time of the offense he was 21 and my daughter was 15. He was arrested directly and the county attorney represented my daughter in court, until the sentencing he remained in jail, as he nor his family were able to post his bond. At the time of sentencing the judge put him on probation only, and he must register with the KBI as a registered sex offender for the rest of his life, if he breaks any of the rules set forth by the court of law (very strict), then he will be resentenced to serve 3.5 years in our state prison system. There was just the one offender in reference to my daughter, but why everything else went down the way it did is a mystery to me, and I still don't know who may have sent the death threat to the man who was so nice in helping us?

 

[not_nadine]

I am angry today because I just drove the car and the "Malfunction Indicator Light" is on.
I just had the car inspected. I have to start the new job.

When I looked it up, it said it could be anything from a gas cap not on right, to extreme cold weather (got that) to something major.

The shop I took it to is closed today