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I was abused until the age of 24 (almost 25), and when I left the house my mom was finally able to have the courage to divorce my dad. She tried to get custody of my younger sister, but my step dad called the cops and accused my mom of abusing her (when he was the one abusing all of us), and the cops took her out of the house. We haven't seen her since she was taken out of the house to live with my step dad, even though my mom fought for joint custody of her in court and we have both tried to get her out of that abusive situation.
After my mom and I left, we initially got ownership of the house since she got the ruling of half of everything. But my step dad eventually ended up taking her back to court and took the house from us, along with everything in it, which left us with no possessions and homeless. I applied for a loan and went back to school, which was able to get my mom and I into an apartment. While I was attending college, my step dad was sending people to harm my mom and I. After I got my English Major, we did not feel safe in the city we were living in anymore, so we both applied to a publishing company via a Craigslist Ad and moved down to Phoenix to escape my step dad and the people he was sending after us.
My mom did the marketing, and I built the website. She had an ad on Craigslist about needing these positions and since we needed a job to move down to the Valley, we both took the open positions.
We were in kind of a live-in situation with the publisher until we could find our own place in the Valley. One night, the lady we were staying with completely freaked out for no reason. She yelled, screamed, and was basically acting like she was possessed. After her freak out session, my mom and I were thrown out of her house, literally onto the street. Which left us homeless for a week until we were able to rent an apartment with another one of my mom's friends.
We both were able to find other jobs from there, but would never forget the experience of living with that crazy lady. She was always doing shady things, and the weird thing was that she and her dog were always covered with bugs. Like they both attracted evil or something. It was really weird, and I am glad that we don't have to live with that lady or have any association with her anymore.
On a similar note, when my mom and I were homeless for that week, living in a hotel that allowed pets (since our cat was with us) and putting the bill on my credit card, my mom responded to another ad. I went with her to this house that has an old man who wanted people to clean his house. It was a downgrade from what we were used to do, but hey, work was work, and we needed the money to get out on our own, so we both decided to see if it would work out. But when we went there, it became apparent pretty quick that the old guy wanted people for services we were not willing to provide. Everything about this guy screamed creepy predator. We both finished the interview, then left. We did not respond to the man again. I hope that no one else will respond to this guys add. If you see people who want a maid, make sure they have references. There are a lot of creepy people out there.
After that experience, we were able to move in with one of my mom's friends she had met online (a lady named Jen) and we both got jobs to help keep up our end of the rent. However, the lady we were living with was stalking this guy in New York and kept charging us more and more money so she would have the money to fly there and meet with him, research where he lived, and do other creepy stalker like things. We only had so much money to give her, so eventually we told Jen that we were moving out. Jen was a bit angry because she didn't have enough money to stay in the apartment on her own and had to move out and find her own place. One of the reasons she had wanted us to move in was because she was having trouble making the rent and needed some other people to rent with her. So she reluctantly decided to look for her own place. Jen started to act really weird when we told her we were leaving. I was genuinely freaked out by the way she was acting, So it was an awkward month as my mom and I and Jen were each looking for our own places to live. Jen also refused to clean the apartment, even though she had owned it for five years before we moved in. Jen found an apartment before us and moved out, refusing to clean anything. Which left my mom and I to clean an apartment which was in serious need of a spring cleaning, with limited funds to do so on our part. So we spend a grueling week cleaning everything on our own, until we finally were able to move to our new apartment.
Things in the new apartment went okay until one day when the water mains above our apartment broke and we were literally flooded out. Out apartment was a complete wreck for a month, and the apartment people weren't doing much to help us. So we decided to look for a new apartment to live in, which brought us to where we are now.
Mind you, this entire time we have still been on the run from my stepfather. And at the same time, many of the family members who had taken my step father's side had passed away; my step grandmother (on my step-dad's side), my grandfather (on my mom's side), my grandmother (on my mom's side), and my Uncle (on my mom's side). But our family had disowned us so we weren't allowed to go to those funerals. We had to hold our own vigils for those people on our own. This was very emotionally draining for us both, seeing as we never got a resolution from those family members before they died. They passed away believing all of my step dad's lies about us. Our only solace was knowing that now that they had passed on, they finally knew the truth.
And that pretty much brings me to where I am now. And in the midst of my crazy adventure, I met my husband who is currently overseas. But we have kind of made a mutual agreement that we don't want to be officially together until my mom and I have worked out our crazy life adventure. So that has been another emotional thing for me, over these past four years.
I have been pursuing my art, music, writing, and other creative things while going through this crazy adventure. Even though I've gone through a lot of crazy stuff in my life, I am not going to let it keep me from the things I like to do.
Everything in life happens for a reason. This crazy adventure has taught me to have compassion for other people who might be going through something similar. While it is disappointing that my family chose to take my stepfather's side, it taught me an important lesson that just because people are related to you by blood, it doesn't mean that they will always be there for you, or understand what you are going through.
I always felt different from most of my family anyway, growing up because of my abusive situation. But also because of my unique gifts. My husband is an IA. I myself am a combination between an Indigo child, Crystal child, and Star-Seed individual, with some traits of an IA. Which is basically someone with lots of spiritual abilities. There are communities built around those people, I'm an active member of those communities. I always post about my experiences being in the Indigo/ Crystal/ Star-Seed spectrum and people usually have no idea what I'm talking about. lol Well, that is probably a good thing.
My mom is also on this spectrum, which was something that also separated her from a lot of people growing up. She has a very interesting story as well as she, her sister, and her brother were kidnapped by their mother and step father one summer and were abused for 18 years, until each of them were able to escape and return home. It is interesting that their long adventure of abuse affected our family even after they returned. My aunt became rather successful, but has lived a difficult life because of her past pains. My uncle who recently passed away became a rather successful producer in New York, but also struggled with issues from his past. And my grandparents were very dysfunctional. My grandmother (who was really my step grandmother, since my grandfather remarried) was always overdosing on prescription drugs, which had some adverse effects on her behavior. And my grandfather was very narrow minded when it came to what woman were allowed to do out of the house. Mind you, I grew up watching all of these people around me growing up, and it was hard to make sense of everything at such a young age.
So anyway, that is just the tip of the iceberg of my unique family situation and crazy life experiences. I don't feel sad that I've gone through these experiences. Like I said, they have made me into who I am today and have shown me all of the things I don't want to be.
Sometimes life isn't what you think it would be and it takes unexpected turns.
You can feel old, tired, and worn out like you can't go on.
But I believe we go through hard times, to help other people who are going through the same thing.
I know that over the course of my six year adventure of struggling to get by, I have met valuable friends and adopted family who understood my situation and could sympathize what I was going through. And that is worth more to me than what this word says it can give you; a car, a job, status this, status that.
Yeah, I've been there. I grew up with a lot of stuff but I wasn't happy because I was being abused. I've had good jobs but left them because I was being harassed. I've had the opportunity to get an education but didn't enjoy that either because I was bullied by professors. I've been in those places that are supposed to make you happy, and it took having nothing, having no food, and subsisting on prayers and broken dreams to realize that what the world says it can give you amounts to nothing.
What matters is the time you spend with the people in your life who really matter. Everything else is so superficial and fleeting. You can lose a job. Your education could mean nothing as technology advances and replaces your need to be in a field. You might lose your possessions in something like a natural disaster or just because you need to sell them to get cash. It is all so meaningless.
But the people who really matter in your life are priceless.