There's a reason for this chapter title, so please bear with me - I promise no toilet humor 2013. Yet again I had to give in and give someone else the upper hand. Yet again I destroyed myself at the thought of losing my kids. I had been working too much, not eating enough, and... Continue Reading →

This time was very busy for me, and also very sad. I was working multiple jobs I didn't like, but also doing well for myself emotionally and mentally. The only real issue I had was that I couldn't yet be on my own financially, and I really wanted to be with my children. My older... Continue Reading →

Ahh....yes. Finally free. I can get rid of this godforsaken nasty trailer and finally get my life where I need it to be. Problem was, the only place I could go was to live with my sister again, and she didn't have enough room for me and all three of my babies. My only choice... Continue Reading →

The kids, Curt and I later found a small trailer that was supposed to be temporary living. It was cheap, so we should've been able to maintain it while saving up for a better apartment - but the problem was Curt kept spending money on stupid stuff like books, cigarettes and takeout instead of taking... Continue Reading →

Living with my aunt was both nice...and not. On one hand, I got to get to know her and her step-daughter. On the other...I got to know her and her step-daughter. My aunt was a very nice lady in terms of being willing to help people who need it, and very resourceful in how she... Continue Reading →

At some point, Gypsy must have realized that he could not do anything about my keeping the children. Had he called the police, they would have told him to go back to court to sort it out. Of course, the courthouse had been telling him for about 2 years at this point to re-submit a... Continue Reading →

By December 2011, Curt had returned to Panama City, and intended to stay. I was in too much pain at this point to really care. I knew something was wrong with the baby and couldn't do anything for myself. It got so bad that I could no longer stand straight up or sleep lying down,... Continue Reading →

So, the new year rolls in with yet another pregnancy - it bothered me a bit that I learned of the pregnancy in April of 2011, because Angel would have been born this month, but I had to learn to let go for the sake of the new baby. Ah, hormones...and my poor doctor. To... Continue Reading →

I've got to tell you, being able to make the amount of mistakes I've made in this short of time has got to be some kind of a record. The reason I did not remember the end of 2010 was because, from the time I miscarried in September of 2010 until the following Spring Break... Continue Reading →

September 2010, after the miscarriage, I had changed over to a job at Waffle House. I didn't mind it. It kept me busy enough to not think about what all was going on. I had gotten tired enough of my cousin's crap that I moved out & got another place from the same landlord for... Continue Reading →