roselyn

Where should I start to tell you about me?I have lived everywhere growing up, I had a great childhood my father had a very important job. My mother had been a nurse before marrying my father. ( her religeon & her family was the only bad things in our childhood).My father moved to Texas when I was 12,, to a small town because it had a house that would fit all of his antiques...what a reason to move there.. From that small town,,, I got stuck in a terrible marriage to my children's father,, which was not legal anyway. He lost rights to his kids in Feb.1994, the only thing the creep ever did for me is sign off his rights. But that is starting to soon..I quit school when I was 15 even though I was a Honor student,, and went to work...moved out when I was 15,,, owned my own dry cleaners when I was 15-16 years old...it didn't go over too good,, so then I worked different jobs,,My first love a boy named ""stretch"....too bad that didn't work out...but things happen, after that is when the ex came into the picture....I should have run away with stretch, when he asked me, after I had married Johnny, how different life would have been.....but that is past...So after all the drama of my ex divorced with 3 kids working 12 hours shifts in factories to support them ,, Johnny didn't believe in paying child support.... I decided to go to Univ. to be an RN... so my kids would have a good life...working 12 shifts, going to school. I had 2 semsters to graduate when I met this creep named Robert the con artist, what a loser, the worst man I have ever had sex with, he had coned me to take a year off to be with my kids, all I had done was work, so dumb me, I took the year off, Robert only lasted 2 months till I realized what a liar he was, thank God I never married that loser. During that year I worked for the State Of Texas: Nurse Tech with my own patients in a hospital. Nearing the end of that year,having already decided to go back to school,,to finish the 2 semsters I lacked to have my RN degree...I had just finished the plumping at my mom's house that I was to rent while finishing my degree...I driving back to get some stuff from the other town where I had lived, crossing an intersection this liquor company Van hit my car....totally smashed my car with my kids in it...to this day I dont remember the accident,,, I was cut out of the car..that stopped all my dreams of going back to school... I had become permanently disabled from it. That time in my life I call ....Living IN HELL ...the accident had also left permanent damage to my children..no money .....it took years, several back surgeries before I was well enough to move. In 1994, I decided to move back to Hawaii, the place I had gone to elem.school in the 1960's. So Maui because our home, to start a new life away from all the bad memories, alone with my kids: In Maui I learned how to laugh again, regained most of my memory found out who I really was inside. I stayed for 11 years, awhile from all my family, my mother's blood sucking family. Just me and my children..no bad mermories it was the best time in my life...My kids left Maui came back to that Mainland in their late teens to finish their education, I stayed alone on Maui, till I came back to see my grandkids in 2003. This time in my life I call .....THE VACATION FROM HELL..... When I got here saw all of my mothers things had been stolen by my mothers trashy family and my blood sucking sister SARAH.....they had left my mother laying in rags except for what I had mailed from Hawaii...I preceded to clean the house, buy things for my mother so her last days might be more pleasant...Thanking God the house was my big brothers so they couldn't steal that too. To this day my mothers family and my older sister or her brats cannot come on this property!!! I had not spoken to that bitch sarah in over 12 years since she had stolen money from me and my children..I had not seen my mothers family except for the one time her sorry sister tried to pass me on maui, only stopping after I waved my arms yelling her name. I had told her I had hurt my back in an accident and had, had 3 back surgeries,, her and her husband were sitting in their car drinking sodas or beer..they counldn't even offer me one soda.....I didn't know it was because probably because of all the stuff they had stolen from my mother and father......just shows cause someone looks like they have money...doesn't mean it was gotten honestly. Sitting with my mother after I had come here, she had called them telling her sister that she wanted her stuff back....her sister told my dying mother that she would have to come to Idaho and tell her, knowing that my mom was in a wheelchair dying of cancer ..huh...I have never stolen money from anyone nor I have I done any illegal drugs....how some people can lie is unreal....But God knows.....nor have I seen that dumb cousin Linda in over 13 years, when I had to buy some food and medicine for her kids because she doesn't have the mentallity to take care of her kids, at that time she had been running from CPS, for neglect. I dont know what name she goes by now..she has had so many husbands the last one I heard she met in a mental ward where she was a patient. She is never allowed on this property. My father had paid linda's father money to have me stay at their house for a few months when I was almost 13, (he was having a hard time supporting his family) the mental abuse they did to me as a young girl was unreal,I have never gotten over the things they said to me. They came on this property once since I have been here, at that time my big brother woke me up and asked me to tell them to leave....the creep kirt was hiding in a white van...he knew I would call the cops on him....they were informed at that time never to come back...While I stay at my big brothers house, I rent a room from him, pay him money for my own area. My friends in Maui told me not to come to Texas on vacation quoting them "how could people want to see you after 8 years during that time not even sending a birthday card christmas card nothing"....except for my big brother William, whom I love very much. My friends were right, what my mother's family and my mental sister did to me here is unreal..and I won't go into that. But while here this kid at walmart, where I had gone to buy a camp stove ,,, ran 22 metal carts into my back where I had 2 of my 3 back surgeries!!! So I am now almost in a wheelchair. Why would someone do that to me..it could have killed me. Now this is the time...I CALL LIVING IN THE WORLD OF THE PAIN GOD........