Justice in Alone in a Crowded life

  • Feb. 19, 2015, 5:40 a.m.
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My daughter hasn’t slept in about 4 days. She is in the midst of some sort of break. Nic messick, the boy who raped her, who took her innocence, is coming up on the end of his one year probation. It cost him one small year, a felony charge of rape and sexual battery. He won’t register. It is over for him.

It isn’t for Emma. She wrote me a letter saying it is her fault. The world is a better place if she was dead.

I am applying for fmla to be with her. Force the therapy. Just BE there.

My kids have been resilient through so much. Divorce. Carey’s addiction but this? It seems to be breaking Emma. We are looking at this girl we know and love but she isn’t so much that girl. And we miss her.

And Jason and I can’t stop fighting about how absolutely horrid his girls are. They need therapy. And it comes down to being spoiled rotten brats with lazy parents.

And you know what? I can’t even fucking care. Boo who. They still have private school and Florida twice a year. Parents that spoil the shit out of them. And they absolutely poison the house here.

And my kids have lived in a shit house, without so much and you know? They just love each other. They love me. Hell, they love Jason. Asa still hugs me or Jason every day and says thank you for my farm.

Add the other crap going on and what the actual hell is justice? Please. Any answers?


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