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[sassystalley]

Screaming inside!

Lessons need to be learned, decisions need to be made. I'm watching history repeat itself, but this time it is my son walking in his father's footsteps.

He has a beautiful little girl who thinks the absolute world of him, and a mother of that child who makes excuses for him.

I did the same things....

Now, another woman is claiming "pregnancy" and another "marriage is occurring (tomorrow) all for what?

For another child he will eventually not be there for? (If that child is his)

I've stayed silent long enough!

His ex is an amazing mother!!

She has cared for my granddaughter since day 1.

She has protected my granddaughter and made sure she has been around good people.

She's made sure she's had clothes, food, dentist's, Dr's. Appts, school, games, adventures, and love with consistency.

My son, has bounced from 2 engagements, and 3 relationships and 0 consistency, since he got back from the marine corps.

He has subjected his daughter to domestic violence, babysitters who have done drugs, and have caused harm to my granddaughter to the point I had to pick her up because she smacked her face so hard, they thought her nose was broken!!

His "fiance" (gold digger) has given her melatonin!

She is 3 years old.

He has taken her for a span of 2 months, while his ex has had her the rest of the time, and all she has ever asked was for mutual respect and coparenting. (Which he has been unable to do)

She's never asked for child support, until now. And he is throwing a fit like a child. Why?

Stating he's too "broke" but can buy 3 new guns, and trade 2 of those guns for a motorcycle. Buy a new 30,000 dodge charger, and drive to California last month to see his Girlfriend (not the fiance) but, can't afford 20.00 for a pair of shoes for his daughter.

It seems to me exactly where his priorities are.

If this continues, he will end up in the same situation his father is as well.

This behavior needs to stop. And those who are enabling him need to stop.

You all enabled his father too. And obviously that didn't do him any good!!

Stop enabling shit behavior!

Let him fall on his ass!

He needs to grow up and be a man.

He needs to face his responsibilities, and stop having people to fall back on.

He needs to be a father and start taking care of his daughter both financially and physically.

And if by some miracle that other chick is pregnant, then after DNA, he's responsible for that one too.

End rant.

Sincerely a disappointed and heartbroken mother

#iraisedhimbetter #whycanthesee #thetruthwillout #dna #brokenheart #help #lost

[sassystalley]

My story:

Getting older was not easy in my household. Being 10 years old or 11, I remember watching my older sister's.

They were so beautiful. Into the high fashion, and had the most wonderful friends. But, I remember them constantly fighting with my father. Arguments after Arguments. It was a very scary environment in our home.

My sister's would constantly run away from home, and my mother would always be up late crying. My father would be screaming, and if I would walk in to see what was going on, he would look at me and scream at me to "get out of there."

I remember countless times getting in trouble myself punishment and the screaming, to the point I had a neighbor pull me aside once while I was playing outside. He said, "I hear the yelling in your house. Are you guys okay?"

As a child, how does something like that stick with you for so long? I just knew eventually, I would be in that same exact boat as my sister's.

We weren't this "happy family" everyone was seeing in church on Sundays. We were a broken family who were all scared of our father. The only time I think any of us really felt relief, was on Sundays during church. But, even then.... that would stop.

[sassystalley]

My story:

As I got older, Maybe 7 or 8 years old. I can remember going to church on Sundays with our family. Before church, my mother would cook a nice family breakfast for us (depending on the time of services) and we then had to go.

I always sat in between my mom and dad. And if I was ever having a bad day in church, (crying during services or bored) my father would take me out to the car and pull my underwear down to beat my ass so bad to the point I would pass out from crying. By the time I would wake up in the back seat, church was over.

If a father who is already doing despicable things at home to their child, what else is he capable of while the child is passed out from his pain he inflicted?

After getting home, those same words would come out of his mouth later on. "I'm sorry I spanked you today, but you gave me no choice. I love you and I'm sorry."

As a child I feel like you forgive your parents because children are innocent and they forgive easily. Your father is after all setting the example for love. Right?

Wrong.... not this father.

[sassystalley]

It all started when I was a child. The man who was supposed to teach me how to love and be loved, really did teach me just that. But, it wasn't what you think.

No this isn't a fairy tale of rainbows and butterflies. This is my story. The story of how I had to learn love on my own. Not what was embedded in me.

You see, from a very young age. My father "loved" me. He would buy me pretty pink frilly dresses. He would throw me birthday parties and invite friends over to celebrate. He would show the church members just what a wonderful father he was. But, what went on behind closed doors. That was the nightmare.

I remember laying in bed, 4 or 5 years old. A dark figure standing at the doorway. (Everyone else was asleep) and in came my father.

He would lay down beside me, reassuring me just how much he loved me. Stroking my hair. Tickling my back. Telling me that if I tell mommy or anyone else, he and I BOTH would get into trouble. Branding that into my little brain. All while making me believe, "he loved me."

For years and years I had pushed those nights away deep in the back of my mind. Thinking to myself, "NO WAY! Your dad couldn't have done that. Not after everything else he had put you and your family through."

Well, let me tell you. After therapy, cognitive rehabilitation, self discovery, and hypnosis. Yes! That's exactly what he had done.

But, not just to me. To my other siblings. To God only knows who else. And that is just the beginning....