Children are pawns in Jeff’s demented game:

"Don't send me to prison." Jeff raped me for the first time while he was married to Jodi, then when I became fesrful, tearful, and unable to look him in the eye, he asked why I was different. "You raped me," I quavered, and he replied, "I had to jumpstsrt our sexual relationship. I was tired of waiting." He has proven with his own words beyond a dount that he is childish, petulant, irresponsible, and selfish I am so shattered by my quest jn my grief to understand my own son that I believe my children are better off without either of their parents. I am so afraid of the menory of my son laughing as his father tried to kill me that I don't understand a thing, yet it id his father's cold, calculsting plan to leave us plundered of anything, including my family, that has severed my tenuous hold on the future I believed in, thr future I envisioned dor my children. Jeff wanted to buy two carafes to replace the one I thought my son had irreparably broken the straw to. Happily was the word he used. When I walked back my request and pointed out that he refuses to send money, even though he stole and sold the brand-new Graco 4Ever DLX car seat I had purchased for my son in November, I believe, of 2019; the Safety 1st Grow & Go I replaced that with doesn't allkw him to nap safely; and the new Graco 4Ever DLX also cost a pretty penny, he said he had tried to make things agreeable so he could help us out, but my insistence that they not be exposed to such a criminal, a man who raped both our children into existence, had rendered his financial support conpletely impotent. He means: "I'm afraid of going to prison, where I belong, so I will destroy our children's psyches and yours, and gleefully play with my wart-riddled penis." Here's a riddle for you: how many e-mails and letters will it take to find your Etsy shop?

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