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Hi...I am so sad. This enemy is my step sister..Donna.(unclaimed) I'm 56 now and she is 55. A very long story short would be..when I was 18, I had a one yr. old son..Donna's husband raped me. (my son was not his) .This is when my troubles with Donna began. My mother was a witness but chose not to stand behind me. Let me explain..I had 4 siblings...I was the middle child and they had the same father..I was my mothers mistake. I never felt she cared for me from a very young age..never in any photos of her and her kids etc.. when I was 14 she demanded my then boyfriends parents take care of me because I was pregnant, and that their son marry me. She bought me..a seventh grader, a suitcase, sexy night gown, underwear, socks, an outfit and a plane ticket Oklahoma city..then shipped me off to be married at 14.
I had a son at 17.. so you see, I was not pregnant ..she just wanted rid of her mistake. The siblings got to stay home and finish school...I never went back. The way I see this now? I'm glad she got me out of there at 14 because even though my siblings finished school..they still turned out to be alcoholics just like her and her immediate family..every last one of them ,and prescription drug addicts to the point not a one of them has a tooth left in their head and if they do its black and rotted. Or they are in jail. I've never been to jail, and I'm no angel but alcohol, drugs prescription or other never had a place in my life..and I still have all of my teeth lol. All of them pearly white. So..its all good. Never knew but vague memories of my real dad.."Danny" and my true grandparents..I remember only one visit. My mother took it all to her grave. She took her own life in 2004. God rest her troubled soul.
The night of the rape..i had just moved to texas and was staying with my mom and stepdad until i got on my feet..that marriage she pushed me into didnt work..we were entirely too young. I had been in texas 6 days .the phone rang. It was donnas husband. He told me he wanted to come over and talk to me about donna..I told him he needed to talk to donna about donna and I hung up. I didn't like him and I barely knew him. I had heard stories about him too. I was telling my mom what he said and the phone rang again..it was him only this time mom and I shared the phone so she could hear. He repeated needing to talk to me and I gave him the same answer and hung up. Mom and I stared at each other for a second and it rang again..sharing the phone he said the same I did the same. This was about 10 at night. The phone rang..only this time he said he was coming over and he was going to come to my window then he hung up. My mom panicked telling me to not let him wake my dad. (I think back on this and..why not wake dad? He should have been run off with a shotgun..but I realize now she was protecting donna..not me)
The way mom chose to handle this was turn all the lights off..I got in my bed with my son..she knealt beside my bed and we waited. Sure enough a few minutes later his headlights shine on the house and turn off. Moments later he's banging on my bedroom window which was on the front porch. Mom stressed don't let him wake up dad and told me to go to the window see what he wants. I raised the window about 3 inches and told him to leave and shut the window..went back to my bed..he bangs harder and my mother is freaking out that he's going to wake dad ..so she told me to tell him I'm comin out. He went back to his car. As I got dressed in the dark, I told mom to stand at the laundry room window and if anything happend to come help me..(the stories I heard about him)..she said she would and repeated don't wake dad. When I got out there..he threw me to the ground and raped me.
I scratched his face pulled his hair..but I did not scream..so I didn't wake dad. All the while staring at the laundry room window. Mom did not come help me. It was over..he left. I picked myself up..I felt blank..I don't think I even had one emotion about what just happened except where the hell was mom. When I came in the kitchen door, mom flipped the light on over the kitchen sink..flipped my sleve with her finger and snarled.."what happened"..I looked down and my shirt was inside out..I looked her dead in the eye as I walked on and snarrled back "nothing". I put my shirt on wrong when I dressed in the dark because he didn't get that off.
I was workin at dairy queen..a job I got 2 days after getting to texas..the requirement to stay at their house. The next night after he raped me..I went to work. I believe I blocked it all out because I don't remember it interfering with work..I wasn't even depressed..never gave it another thought. At 10 pm I got off and whenvi got home..donnas car was there. I walked in her and mom were sitting at the table, leaving the end chair open for me as they asked me to sit. One on each side of me interrogation style. Donnas bags lined the wall. Donna said..Theresa...what happened..I paused axsecond and looked her straight in the eye and said ..donna, he raped me. She started crying boo hoo..saying she was so sorry , told a story about another girl said he raped her too blah blah blah. I didn't care or feel anything and didn't want to listen to her pity party ..so I said I was tired and went to bed.
The next da..I go to work, I come home donnas car in the drive..same set up at the table...they asked me to sit..I did..her bags are gone..and now she's claiming at me that I had to have done something to bring that on etc..I immediatly said I didn't care if she believed me..mom was right there ask her what was said and I left the table went to bed. Next night..same thing only donnas bags are back. Next night same thing..except when I came incthe house they were standing at the sink..they stopped me ..mom on left donna on my right. Donna is accusing me again and I cut her off and told her "donna I don't give a shit ifvyou believe me or not, stay with hi..leave him I don't give a shit and don't want to hear another word" about that time mom blindsided me ..hit me so hard in my face I fell to the floor. I got up loaded my baby and moved back to Oklahoma. Was homeless for a very long time living in my car with my baby. I never heard from them again until 4 yrs later...donna showed up on my doorstep at 4 am with a baby girl..3 yr old. She had left her husband..he had raped her best friend julie. Imagine that. By then I was engaged with my love of three years had a real nice home and 2 more boys..so I had three beautiful boys now 2 that were 11 mos apart. We took her in and gave her her ownvroom with her baby. I worked at 7-11 . 4 days after her arrival my love wasn't there to pick me up at 11 pm...not usual. No answer on the phone..so I had to hitch hike home. I get there and it pitch dark..also not usual. I knew the moment I walked in they had betrayed my trust. I threw himbout that night..why I didn't throw her out is beyond me. "Sister" I guess.
6 days after this...as heartbroken over him as I was, I went to work on the day shift. 3 hrs after arriving I get a call from someone 2 houses down that my house was on fire...I raced home to find donna and her baby standing in the yard ..my house blazing with my babies still inside. The fire department arrived the same as me and they rescued my babies from the corner invtheir room. Donna was asleep and all the kids were trying to fix food on the stove and started the fire. When it started they ran to their rooms..her kid woke her up and she had to pass my kids door to get out...she left my babies to burn. She didn't even call it in it was strangers down the street . I'd like to say she wouldnt have hurt my kids on purpose but looking back I see she did nothing to protect them.
This was the worst of what donna has involvement in..in my life...there is more dirty deeds directed at me from her...and I believe it is because she chooses to believe I laid with her nasty sick husband on purpose..no..he raped me. And I believe she has every intention to stalk out the rest of my life to ruin.
But I want now to get to the point of my story..the why behind my words "friend of my enemy is not my friend".. None..of what you just read affect my psyche today..I feel nothing.
What is killing me however is Donna , even though she has never been in my kids' lives is now befriending them on facebook. I know its only facebook but...I was on my children's pages..and I chose to get off because of donna. I don't want her knowing not one aspect of my life..not one thing. It sickens me to see her name..see 14 comments only 13 showing ..knowing that the hidden comment is her ass. So I chose to delete my kids..which I know pleases her. One more way to hurt me. My problem is..even though I would never make my kids choose me or her..I halfway expect them to smite my enemy..I feel deep inside the heartache of loosing my feelings for my kids because the friend her instead of me. It really hurts.
Love Theresa
I had a son at 17.. so you see, I was not pregnant ..she just wanted rid of her mistake. The siblings got to stay home and finish school...I never went back. The way I see this now? I'm glad she got me out of there at 14 because even though my siblings finished school..they still turned out to be alcoholics just like her and her immediate family..every last one of them ,and prescription drug addicts to the point not a one of them has a tooth left in their head and if they do its black and rotted. Or they are in jail. I've never been to jail, and I'm no angel but alcohol, drugs prescription or other never had a place in my life..and I still have all of my teeth lol. All of them pearly white. So..its all good. Never knew but vague memories of my real dad.."Danny" and my true grandparents..I remember only one visit. My mother took it all to her grave. She took her own life in 2004. God rest her troubled soul.
The night of the rape..i had just moved to texas and was staying with my mom and stepdad until i got on my feet..that marriage she pushed me into didnt work..we were entirely too young. I had been in texas 6 days .the phone rang. It was donnas husband. He told me he wanted to come over and talk to me about donna..I told him he needed to talk to donna about donna and I hung up. I didn't like him and I barely knew him. I had heard stories about him too. I was telling my mom what he said and the phone rang again..it was him only this time mom and I shared the phone so she could hear. He repeated needing to talk to me and I gave him the same answer and hung up. Mom and I stared at each other for a second and it rang again..sharing the phone he said the same I did the same. This was about 10 at night. The phone rang..only this time he said he was coming over and he was going to come to my window then he hung up. My mom panicked telling me to not let him wake my dad. (I think back on this and..why not wake dad? He should have been run off with a shotgun..but I realize now she was protecting donna..not me)
The way mom chose to handle this was turn all the lights off..I got in my bed with my son..she knealt beside my bed and we waited. Sure enough a few minutes later his headlights shine on the house and turn off. Moments later he's banging on my bedroom window which was on the front porch. Mom stressed don't let him wake up dad and told me to go to the window see what he wants. I raised the window about 3 inches and told him to leave and shut the window..went back to my bed..he bangs harder and my mother is freaking out that he's going to wake dad ..so she told me to tell him I'm comin out. He went back to his car. As I got dressed in the dark, I told mom to stand at the laundry room window and if anything happend to come help me..(the stories I heard about him)..she said she would and repeated don't wake dad. When I got out there..he threw me to the ground and raped me.
I scratched his face pulled his hair..but I did not scream..so I didn't wake dad. All the while staring at the laundry room window. Mom did not come help me. It was over..he left. I picked myself up..I felt blank..I don't think I even had one emotion about what just happened except where the hell was mom. When I came in the kitchen door, mom flipped the light on over the kitchen sink..flipped my sleve with her finger and snarled.."what happened"..I looked down and my shirt was inside out..I looked her dead in the eye as I walked on and snarrled back "nothing". I put my shirt on wrong when I dressed in the dark because he didn't get that off.
I was workin at dairy queen..a job I got 2 days after getting to texas..the requirement to stay at their house. The next night after he raped me..I went to work. I believe I blocked it all out because I don't remember it interfering with work..I wasn't even depressed..never gave it another thought. At 10 pm I got off and whenvi got home..donnas car was there. I walked in her and mom were sitting at the table, leaving the end chair open for me as they asked me to sit. One on each side of me interrogation style. Donnas bags lined the wall. Donna said..Theresa...what happened..I paused axsecond and looked her straight in the eye and said ..donna, he raped me. She started crying boo hoo..saying she was so sorry , told a story about another girl said he raped her too blah blah blah. I didn't care or feel anything and didn't want to listen to her pity party ..so I said I was tired and went to bed.
The next da..I go to work, I come home donnas car in the drive..same set up at the table...they asked me to sit..I did..her bags are gone..and now she's claiming at me that I had to have done something to bring that on etc..I immediatly said I didn't care if she believed me..mom was right there ask her what was said and I left the table went to bed. Next night..same thing only donnas bags are back. Next night same thing..except when I came incthe house they were standing at the sink..they stopped me ..mom on left donna on my right. Donna is accusing me again and I cut her off and told her "donna I don't give a shit ifvyou believe me or not, stay with hi..leave him I don't give a shit and don't want to hear another word" about that time mom blindsided me ..hit me so hard in my face I fell to the floor. I got up loaded my baby and moved back to Oklahoma. Was homeless for a very long time living in my car with my baby. I never heard from them again until 4 yrs later...donna showed up on my doorstep at 4 am with a baby girl..3 yr old. She had left her husband..he had raped her best friend julie. Imagine that. By then I was engaged with my love of three years had a real nice home and 2 more boys..so I had three beautiful boys now 2 that were 11 mos apart. We took her in and gave her her ownvroom with her baby. I worked at 7-11 . 4 days after her arrival my love wasn't there to pick me up at 11 pm...not usual. No answer on the phone..so I had to hitch hike home. I get there and it pitch dark..also not usual. I knew the moment I walked in they had betrayed my trust. I threw himbout that night..why I didn't throw her out is beyond me. "Sister" I guess.
6 days after this...as heartbroken over him as I was, I went to work on the day shift. 3 hrs after arriving I get a call from someone 2 houses down that my house was on fire...I raced home to find donna and her baby standing in the yard ..my house blazing with my babies still inside. The fire department arrived the same as me and they rescued my babies from the corner invtheir room. Donna was asleep and all the kids were trying to fix food on the stove and started the fire. When it started they ran to their rooms..her kid woke her up and she had to pass my kids door to get out...she left my babies to burn. She didn't even call it in it was strangers down the street . I'd like to say she wouldnt have hurt my kids on purpose but looking back I see she did nothing to protect them.
This was the worst of what donna has involvement in..in my life...there is more dirty deeds directed at me from her...and I believe it is because she chooses to believe I laid with her nasty sick husband on purpose..no..he raped me. And I believe she has every intention to stalk out the rest of my life to ruin.
But I want now to get to the point of my story..the why behind my words "friend of my enemy is not my friend".. None..of what you just read affect my psyche today..I feel nothing.
What is killing me however is Donna , even though she has never been in my kids' lives is now befriending them on facebook. I know its only facebook but...I was on my children's pages..and I chose to get off because of donna. I don't want her knowing not one aspect of my life..not one thing. It sickens me to see her name..see 14 comments only 13 showing ..knowing that the hidden comment is her ass. So I chose to delete my kids..which I know pleases her. One more way to hurt me. My problem is..even though I would never make my kids choose me or her..I halfway expect them to smite my enemy..I feel deep inside the heartache of loosing my feelings for my kids because the friend her instead of me. It really hurts.
Love Theresa
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