Where to start? I was one of five
sisters. Second oldest. My father was a
single father. He was VERY violent, but
strong. It was the seventies, and he
raised five girls alone. I love and
respect him. My mother took off with
another man while my baby sister was
still in diapers. She came back eight
years later with her boyfriend, fought
for custody, and won. My baby sister
didn't know who she was. We had to
introduce her own mother to her. My
mothers' boyfriend was a pervert who
raped my older sister and I repeatedly
for two years. I was fourteen, she
fifteen. My father never allowed us to
leave the home, so this was really odd.
We were all virgins. My mother defended
this weirdo, claiming that we would be
on the streets without him. Finally, my
sister and I pressed charges, and passed
several lie detector tests. I guess
there was no room in the child
protection facilities, because we were
sent home to live with my mother & her
sicko boyfriend, after she bailed him
out of jail the first night. Their
lawyer suggested that they "find
religion" and I was made to attend
church three nights a week. My "mother"
and stepfather told the entire
congregation what slut whores we were,
and they kissed up for character
references. The beautiful pastor (I
loved him so much; he was so kind) told
me that family is the most important
thing in the world and I should do
everything in my power to protect my
family (i.e. DROP THE CHARGES). After
much pressure from my mother,
stepfather, and the church, I did.
Awaiting trial was a nightmare. I had to
drop out of school because the kids
parents had read the "police beat" of
the newspapers and knew that my
stepfather had been arrested for this.
Boys in school now knew that I was not a
virgin and looked to score.
In my
defense, I got my GED within months and
later attended UCLA as an adult student.
BUT YES, I am a bad, bad person. Within
a month of dropping the charges, my 10
year old baby sister was raped by my
MOTHERS HUSBAND. How could I have known?
I SHOULD HAVE. IT WAS MY FAULT. I was so
appalled that, at sixteen, I ran so fast
& hard across the country to L.A. I
hitch-hiked my way across. The odd thing
is that no one has ever hurt me since.
The only pain I've ever suffered as an
adult was being a single mother with no
child support. I was driven out of my
marriage by a smooth-talking selfish
prick who never contributed ANYTHING to
our relationship. I worked 16 hours a
day to support us, came home and did
housework. Yes, I know I shouldn't have
put up with it for five years, but I was
still living the Cinderella fantasy; I'm
not being beaten or raped, so it must be
a good thing, right? L.A. is very
expensive, I could never make it alone
with a daughter (I believed). I sought
my sisters help in PA and they were very
supportive. They helped me relocate.
I've had amazing luck here. I got a
$30,000 accident settlement and am
working with a women's shelter to start
a business that will yield these women
$10 an hour. Since they live in a
shelter, they have no expenses. In one
year, they can put away $15,000. That
can be invested to yield $1,500 a month.
That's what I am doing with my
settlement. My problem is that I am not
a very detailed person. I can see the
big picture, but to sit down and do
eight hours of paperwork is very
difficult for me. I believe that women
need to charge for every little service
they render. They deserve to be paid for
every task they perform. I have to PAY
to get my laundry done, WHY do men just
find a slut, and get it done for free?
I
have to PAY for my daycare, why do men
get it for free? I no longer believe in
marriage, because no one OWNS no one,
and slavery has been abolished, hasn't
it? So why do we still offer free
services for the privilege of being with
a man? Come on, they do provide a
service we all appreciate, but is it
REALLY THAT GOOD?
I am not wasting my
life raising a daughter just so some man
can have the streaks cleaned out of his
underwear for free. NO. I do have a plan
that gives WOMAN total financial
independence, and I will give it away
for free. PLEASE. Just ask me. As a
single mother, I am very, very proud
that I have bit the bullet, done the
necessary, and NEVER, EVER, put my
daughter in a position of having to
THANK a MALE, or owe him anything. She
said to my male friend at six years old,
"My mommy pays for me. She tells me what
to do, NOT YOU". I teach her to respect
her elders, but she owes no one
anything. I am the boss. I am the only
one alive who loves her.
Yes, I am
raising her to be a bitch. And I am not
sorry in the least; she NEEDS that. I am
still in contact with her father. She loves her father
and I will not deny her the opportunity
to see him.
Let me know how YOU feel. I
will not be offended. If there is
something I am missing, I NEED to see it
and LEARN. I must. I understand that my
weaknesses my reflect on you, and yours
on me. We must be UNITED, or all is
lost.
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