There are things that happen in your life that you believe to be traumatic and in most cases, these are the things that shape you. Until you hear another person’s story….
I remember running into MP after the Cockroach extermination. She knew him from the landscaping business that he worked for. Sometimes I wish that I could hold things in more but that’s not who I am. My story is boring in comparison to hers. I knew much of what happened but today I learned a lot more.
MP’s daughter posted a video in the private group she started. I have never heard the story from her perspective, only her mother’s. I watched all twenty minutes of the video before I called her mom. I can’t get past the part where the courts made her accuse her father face to face in the court room. He raped her more than 285 times between the ages of 11 and 18 and she had to prove it. Like the rape kit wasn’t enough. I am sorry but that is bullshit!!!! Things need to change! I can’t even….and her father gets out of prison next year. No pressure there…nine years isn’t enough. The things he did to my friend and their daughter makes me sick…his balls should be in a jar on a shelf somewhere…instead of the freedom to hurt more women. This case needs a vigilante! I wish I knew one….
This was the unexpected part of my weekend. The rest of it has been forced relaxation. I even got some sun yesterday when the Girl and I walked over to the neighbor’s pool. I am happy to have some color!
Speaking of color….what does it mean when your face changes? My emotions have always shown on my face and now….apparently my face gets red when I am embarrassed??? This is new…I have also noticed that when I cut the grass my face gets red….like I could be an extra in a Buffy episode….demon red. What’s that about? The Girl says it’s because of my new diet but I don’t know? I have pushed a lot of grass in my day and only recently have I looked like a demon.
I am happy to say that I have been able to putz around the house most of this three day weekend. The Girl has been on dog duty for my little buddy this weekend but other than that we haven’t had much we “needed” to do. Because of the dog and the pop up thunderstorm…I missed breakfast today. I was looking forward to it but sometimes life just gets in the way….Zia