Its ok. We still love you. May give you crap, but we still love you. Trust me, with as much razzing as the flaming redhead is giving him right now, she deserves it.
You should know by now that your PbP friends are a safe place. We can't do much to physically intervene (as much as I want to. I can't stand guys beating girls), but if you want to vent, We're here. I'm pretty sure that goes for both campaigns in which we both are involved.
I hear ya there man. Guys beating girls is about the one thing that really makes my blood boil.
Ugh, believe me, I need to vent from time to time. I may be playing a cocky SOB who's full of self-confidence, but behind the screen, I'm just an unemployed lass with a rocky relationship, no job prospects, a worthless bachelor degree (visual arts, the hell was I thinking?), depression, anxiety, an autism spectrum disorder, and an intense fear of being alone at any point. Knowing that this tosser knows where I live and has reason to hate me is bloody terrifying.
I'm so sick of trying to be strong, you guys. I'm sick of feeling this way, I'm sick of feeling like there's something wrong with me because I can only have fleeting moments of contentment here and there as opposed to actually being happy and staying happy, and I'm supposed to be GMing Risen From the Sands in two days for total strangers at my FLGS, and for some reason that's what I've chosen to fixate on in this whole mess.
The smallest thing is reducing me to a blubbering heap right now, but hey, I'm not the one being kidney-punched by the man I live with; I'm not the one being dragged into gang violence because my boyfriend likes to run his mouth; I'm not the one who had to have my dog taken away because "If you leave me I'm killing the dog" was his go-to threat... so I guess that means I should be grateful, huh?
Just because other's problems are worse than yours doesn't mean yours aren't important or difficult.
My wife has anxiety issues too. I find it hard to relate, but I understand that it sucks.
Your sister should leave that prick, tell the police, and go to a women's shelter or something. I know easier said than done, but the only other option is killing him. A 19 year old in that kind of relationship is setting herself up for a lifetime pattern of abuse.
(I'm not actually condoning murder, but if I were her I'd consider it self defense.)
She left him once. She showed up at home with a bag, then went back with a police escort to get her dog. He wasn't there at the time, but if he had been... well, we were all hoping he'd take a swing at cop, because then it would be straight to jail for the little bastard.
This all happened while I was at my boyfriend's for a few days - mum called to tell me the news, and it was the best news I'd had in months. When I drove home that night, he was waiting on the front porch, obviously looking for her. I drove around the corner and called the police in a blind panic; by the time they sent a cruiser around, he was long gone. By this point, the weasel and I had history - the catalyst for my sister moving out with him was when he decided to intervene in a sisterly dispute and told me to "back the f@%$ down or I'll knock you the f#~$ out". In my own living room, I should add.
I spent the next three days at my dad's, too afraid to go back to my own home.
And, once my sister was back home, she left the house to buy smokes, and went right back to him, saying that they'd 'worked it out'.
She has an intervention order against him - a basic one, saying that if she reports him so much as harassing or threatening her in any way, he'll be taken in. But of course, she has to notify police, which she won't do.
It's damn near killing my mother. When she went back to him, mum had a nervous breakdown - I thought I'd have to take her to a hospital. She knows she can't give my sister money anymore, since it will just go to cigarettes and pot - or worse. (My boyfriend works at a gas station, in an area that sees a lot of meth-heads, and he reckons she's showing all the symptoms of meth abuse.) She's stolen from us multiple times. But, she's her daughter, so she can't let her starve. It's eating her up, and I think that's the worst of it.
My sis knows that what she's doing is shit. She's acknowledged it - she's outright said, "If any of my friends were in this situation, I'd tell them to get out". But she won't herself, even though she did once.
This has been going on for fifteen months. She moved out just after her eighteenth birthday.
I've had to delete her from Facebook and block her phone number, because her boyfriend is always harassing me under her name, asking me to play messenger and then hurling abuse at me when I refuse, or don't answer immediately. I have enough issues of my own to deal with, and I simply can't handle the constant reminders that this is happening.
If anyone's concerned about the aforementioned dog... we wouldn't let her take the dog back there. When we picked the poor thing up, she was skin and bone. Cocker spaniels should be plump and happy, not skin and bone, and their coats should not be full of burrs and broken glass. If we'd known this when she was still living there, we might have been able to call him up on animal abuse. But now we have her, and she's doing much better at least, so that's one small victory.
Well, it sounds like she's put herself in that place. As much as you want to help someone, they have to want help. Once you start down that meth path...well, that aint pretty. Sorry you're going through that. Hope your sis comes around.
I know. You're far from the first person to tell me this, and I know you're right. She got out once, we're all just hoping she will again. And I feel selfish and awful for saying this, but it's messing with my mental state something savage.
Sounds to me like you need a third party. Someone to help. I'll pray for that someone to find you.
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Done. And I'll keep praying too. Let me know when things get better. :)
And that doesn't mean stop talking to me. Maybe we are that "person" who can help you. I'm all ears, Ronie, when ever you need. Anything I can do from thousands of miles away, I'll do.
I had a friend many years ago that was in this same situation, and believe it or not, I helped her get out of a maddening situation through World of Warcraft. (not even joking about this one) It was a place she and I could talk, and I was able to coordinate the sheriff's office and her parents to the house she was living at, and was able to get her safely home.
I guess my point in saying this is that the power of prayer works, and just because we are internet stranger peoples, we can help in ways that may surprise. You shouldn't spend another night in a wet mess of tears. You have us, and for my two cents, I'll do whatever I can to help. Even if its letting you rant for a while.
I just did a quick search. Ronie and I are 10,004mi.(ish)/16,100km(ish) apart. :)
Well, if it helps, I'm in the geographic center of the country just about. The country being the US.
I was just inexplicably happy that the distance turned out to be almost exactly 10,000 miles. :D
In my search, I also discovered that it would take me about 1 day, 1 hour to fly to where Ronie is.
Dang, thats a long way. From where I am at to Denver is like 900 miles, so its like 10 times that. sounds a long way away.
Uhh... Pretty sure Horatio/Ronie lives in Australia. :)
Edit: to Denver it's just 1,130 miles. Now, if you have good map skills, you can figure out where I am. :)
Hmm..., original deducing puts me either in a direction like Sacremento, or possibly Bismarck. still fiddling with it though.
I calculated the 10,004 miles from Adelaide, Australia. You'll need that to find me. :)
It is also 4489 miles to Berne, Switzerland. :)
Ok, now your just trying to show off. :P
Google is a wonderful thing. ;)
And I just want to see if someone can find me. :)
Woah okay you've freaked me out. Note to self, stop telling Gideon shit about myself, lest he hunt me down. :P
I've been seeing a psychologist for about a year now. I think it's helping, and my GP's been prescribing meds. I'm not relying on internet strangers for psychological aid, don't worry - but sometimes, just blurting it all out helps.
*cue stalker van*
Actually, I'm suddenly curious what a google search for you would turn up. But I'm not that much of a creeper, so I won't actually do that. Makes me feel old, balding, fat, and greasy.
Having to vent is totally understandable. I wouldn't depend on me for psychological help either. I'm just a good listener. :)
Yeah, please don't. I'm spooked enough as-is! :P
Though I just ran a google image search on myself, and I had to scroll down five pages before finding something of mine - a photo I took of a local 80s cover band. So... maybe I'm safe?
If you can search for you and find you then you're definately safe from me. :)
I so feel out of the loop right now. I want to be able to google people. ;)
Olivius, I can find you ;) But then, I'm going to be in your neck of the woods in a couple of months. That said, after a few rough, rough days at work, I'm back!
Huzzah! Time to squish some Kobolds! I feel like a deadly version of the Kool-Aid man right now. :D
*Kermit flail*
OH YEAH!!!!
What flavor are you Olivius? Or is that a question to FOIG?
He's cherry. Because cherry-flavoured anything is BS, because it NEVER tastes like cherry. Only cherries taste like cherry.
What I'm saying is that Olivius is a jerk. Gideon's an alright guy, though.
Cherry huh? Are you saying he tastes like medicine? Are you saying that he's the cure for what ails me? Hmm..., Feora is going to have to do some more consideration in the never ending saga. I feel a Bella Swan choice coming on...
You saucy minx. This isn't fair, you know. :p
Hey, it's totally fair. I'm playing the girl, you are playing one of the guys. It's totally fair. Role reversal and such. So if Olivius is cherry, that by default makes Horatio strawberry then?
Honey. Sweet and smooth, but goes even better with liquor. ;-)
Guys... It's finally happening. My sister is coming home.
Big hugs!
Hope everything goes alright for you all.
Holy crap! How'd I miss that post! I'm so happy for you and your sister,Ronnie! Here's prayin' that she stays away from Loser-face.
PS: will we be moving on soon?
Hope so, though I just got into a CoT, though it is in book 2
She changed her mind... it isn't happening. =[
Booooo! I heartily disapprove!
We all do. Mum's given up on her.
Keep praying is all we can do.
Yay! Hills has posted again!
In the ER right now, may be here a while. Go ahead and dmpc me if needed. Will try to be available just don't know what is gong to happen.
Good luck. Keep us updated!