Oregon Jack
Let's real 'er back in.
i know you might just pass on by this thread, and that's ok with me, i just need to get some things off my chest, and i feel this is a warm-hearted enough place to do it..
i know you might think i'm being an attention wh*** by saying the following few things, but i'm not.
many of you don't know much about me, and i guess that's proper considering i'm just a 16 y/o kid who lives in Oregon..
but i have been dealing with a lot of crap lately, and what happened today (8/19) has not helped by any means whatsoever.
my mother, from the late 1990's 'til about 5 months ago, has been a raging meth addict, liar, jerk, b*tch, and everything else in the negative side of the book, to me, my father, my sister, my whole family, and pretty much everyone she has ever been around. she was put up for adoption at the age of 3 because she was such a pain to her biological family.
no matter what she does, she is never in the wrong. she has a need to be better than people- not in the moral way. whenever an opportunity for her to get something comes up, she does it. she is the type that will not only kick you while you're down, but rob you, laugh at you, and probably spit on you.
around the year 1998, she got into meth, forcing my dad to move out of the house. in July of 2000, my dad got custody of me, and has had custody ever since. around the year 2006 rolls around, i had hardly been hearing from her, let alone seeing her, no more than 5 times a year. we started doing counseling, because for whatever reason i had a feeling that she had changed and was a great person, so i wanted to start seeing her again- what a big mistake that was.
in early '07 i started feeling comfortable enough to spend a night at her house twice or three times a month. that ended in '08. she was never in the house, always leaving me to deal with my (at the time) 4 y/o down-syndromatic brother (born in '04). i stopped going to her house very much in mid '08. didn't hear from her the rest of the year. not even a call for my birthday. same in '09. 3 calls the entire year, once at 11:30 on the night of my birthday, and you could tell she was high as a kite. next year, i see her twice the year. 2011 rolls around, she comes in for about one month in feb/march, acting like she's always been there for me and she's a great person and it's my duty to love her (what the heck, right?) only calls the rest of the year was my birthday, and some time in august saying she had tried to call but she has been busy (sitting on her fat butt getting money from the government doing nothing). I call BS. (note: the only time i had seen her in the years she hardly called was on christmas, which my sister paid for, and sometimes thanksgiving)
at the beginning of this year she started calling around twice a month. i saw her about once every two months. no call for my birthday, though. about two months ago, i get a call from her, first time in about 6 weeks, saying she wants to take me shopping, get me some clothes, shoes, and whatnot. i'm on edge about it, as she's never done anything for me, but why not. i go, she buys me one pair of $60 shoes, about $40 worth of groceries, and about $40 in bedding. not what i had in mind, but OK. shoes; great, still just fine. grocies; went down in a week, a little help. bedding; ripped the first day, total crap. the same day, she offers to give me a car that the story behind sounds VERY sketchy (as in possibly stolen). OK. she says if i don't want it, she'll sell it and give me the money. i end up deciding i don't want it because i'm already getting my great-grandma's subaru. she says OK, i'll sell it. a month later, i ask her where the money is, because i'm getting POed. i could've used this money on golf crap that i fell in love with on this danged site! anyways, i'm just rambling.
what happened today is what i'm getting at. last night she told me to come over to help her sell the car (she finally found a buyer, now that the person who's property the car is on told her to get it gone by tuesday). i get on my bike for 3 miles, get on the bus for 30 minutes, and get to her house at 10am to find out she just wanted me to come to church with her (which took 2.5 hours, and we were 30 mins late), and watch my brother (who is now 8) while she sells the car because she doesn't want anything to happen to my brother if the buyer for the car decides to "pull a gun" on her. i find out the buyer is one of her friends. i didn't need to be there in the first place!! we start biking to the place where the car is, and all of the sudden, i look back hoping to see my mother, and she's gone. i circle back, nowhere to be seen. she ditched me. i have to bike all of the way home, 'cause i didn't have money for the bus. 6 miles. my feet were already killing me. then when i get home and tell her how much it pissed me off, she says "i was right behind you! i yelled your name to come back but you just kept on going!" TOTAL BS.
anyways, my eyes are starting to hurt from looking at this screen for so long, so i'll stop there. thanks for giving me a place to get this off of my chest..
if you have any questions, comments, or possible ways to deal with this, let me know.
thanks
-O. Jack
The next part--
Thanks guys. Got a good nights rest, eyes dont hurt anymore, so now ill finish the story.
Shes a thief. She owes my dad over $20K, has never Paid child support for me, and declines ever having to. She steals things from me, my dad, and my 21 yr old year at any chance.
Just a little about my sister- born with meth addict mother and crack addict father- been through about 25 different foster homes, just graduated college and is the manager of 3 wendy's stores, working 50hrs p/week
Back to the main topic.
The other day my mom sent my dad a message on facebook saying she stole something from our house that was rightfully hers. IF we had something that's yours, just ASK for it!! She says shes all perfect now cause shes clean and goes to chuch 3 times a week and "never wants to touch a bit of that stuff again." im not seeing this perfect person, and i doubt i ever will. Yesterday, when i was at her house, she made me sign a note saying shebought me a pair Of shoes and a backpack that she got from the gov. For free. She almost broke my $350 bike and says "i didnt do sh*t to your stupid bike". Right, your fat butt failing at tryin to pull wheelies (and almost eating pavement) on my bike didnt un-align the wheel.
And with that car, she sold it for A THIRD of what she said its worth. WHAT? Thats my money youre losing there! She said shell give me $250 of it, but i doubt ill ever see that money. Now she says if i want the money i have to be at her house at 10am on sunday to go to church with her again, stay at her house 'til 6, go to anither church for dinner, then go home. I am NOT doing that. The last thing i told her was "get my money ($250) or i can gaurantee you will not be seeing me for a looong while."
i know you might think i'm being an attention wh*** by saying the following few things, but i'm not.
many of you don't know much about me, and i guess that's proper considering i'm just a 16 y/o kid who lives in Oregon..
but i have been dealing with a lot of crap lately, and what happened today (8/19) has not helped by any means whatsoever.
my mother, from the late 1990's 'til about 5 months ago, has been a raging meth addict, liar, jerk, b*tch, and everything else in the negative side of the book, to me, my father, my sister, my whole family, and pretty much everyone she has ever been around. she was put up for adoption at the age of 3 because she was such a pain to her biological family.
no matter what she does, she is never in the wrong. she has a need to be better than people- not in the moral way. whenever an opportunity for her to get something comes up, she does it. she is the type that will not only kick you while you're down, but rob you, laugh at you, and probably spit on you.
around the year 1998, she got into meth, forcing my dad to move out of the house. in July of 2000, my dad got custody of me, and has had custody ever since. around the year 2006 rolls around, i had hardly been hearing from her, let alone seeing her, no more than 5 times a year. we started doing counseling, because for whatever reason i had a feeling that she had changed and was a great person, so i wanted to start seeing her again- what a big mistake that was.
in early '07 i started feeling comfortable enough to spend a night at her house twice or three times a month. that ended in '08. she was never in the house, always leaving me to deal with my (at the time) 4 y/o down-syndromatic brother (born in '04). i stopped going to her house very much in mid '08. didn't hear from her the rest of the year. not even a call for my birthday. same in '09. 3 calls the entire year, once at 11:30 on the night of my birthday, and you could tell she was high as a kite. next year, i see her twice the year. 2011 rolls around, she comes in for about one month in feb/march, acting like she's always been there for me and she's a great person and it's my duty to love her (what the heck, right?) only calls the rest of the year was my birthday, and some time in august saying she had tried to call but she has been busy (sitting on her fat butt getting money from the government doing nothing). I call BS. (note: the only time i had seen her in the years she hardly called was on christmas, which my sister paid for, and sometimes thanksgiving)
at the beginning of this year she started calling around twice a month. i saw her about once every two months. no call for my birthday, though. about two months ago, i get a call from her, first time in about 6 weeks, saying she wants to take me shopping, get me some clothes, shoes, and whatnot. i'm on edge about it, as she's never done anything for me, but why not. i go, she buys me one pair of $60 shoes, about $40 worth of groceries, and about $40 in bedding. not what i had in mind, but OK. shoes; great, still just fine. grocies; went down in a week, a little help. bedding; ripped the first day, total crap. the same day, she offers to give me a car that the story behind sounds VERY sketchy (as in possibly stolen). OK. she says if i don't want it, she'll sell it and give me the money. i end up deciding i don't want it because i'm already getting my great-grandma's subaru. she says OK, i'll sell it. a month later, i ask her where the money is, because i'm getting POed. i could've used this money on golf crap that i fell in love with on this danged site! anyways, i'm just rambling.
what happened today is what i'm getting at. last night she told me to come over to help her sell the car (she finally found a buyer, now that the person who's property the car is on told her to get it gone by tuesday). i get on my bike for 3 miles, get on the bus for 30 minutes, and get to her house at 10am to find out she just wanted me to come to church with her (which took 2.5 hours, and we were 30 mins late), and watch my brother (who is now 8) while she sells the car because she doesn't want anything to happen to my brother if the buyer for the car decides to "pull a gun" on her. i find out the buyer is one of her friends. i didn't need to be there in the first place!! we start biking to the place where the car is, and all of the sudden, i look back hoping to see my mother, and she's gone. i circle back, nowhere to be seen. she ditched me. i have to bike all of the way home, 'cause i didn't have money for the bus. 6 miles. my feet were already killing me. then when i get home and tell her how much it pissed me off, she says "i was right behind you! i yelled your name to come back but you just kept on going!" TOTAL BS.
anyways, my eyes are starting to hurt from looking at this screen for so long, so i'll stop there. thanks for giving me a place to get this off of my chest..
if you have any questions, comments, or possible ways to deal with this, let me know.
thanks
-O. Jack
The next part--
Thanks guys. Got a good nights rest, eyes dont hurt anymore, so now ill finish the story.
Shes a thief. She owes my dad over $20K, has never Paid child support for me, and declines ever having to. She steals things from me, my dad, and my 21 yr old year at any chance.
Just a little about my sister- born with meth addict mother and crack addict father- been through about 25 different foster homes, just graduated college and is the manager of 3 wendy's stores, working 50hrs p/week
Back to the main topic.
The other day my mom sent my dad a message on facebook saying she stole something from our house that was rightfully hers. IF we had something that's yours, just ASK for it!! She says shes all perfect now cause shes clean and goes to chuch 3 times a week and "never wants to touch a bit of that stuff again." im not seeing this perfect person, and i doubt i ever will. Yesterday, when i was at her house, she made me sign a note saying shebought me a pair Of shoes and a backpack that she got from the gov. For free. She almost broke my $350 bike and says "i didnt do sh*t to your stupid bike". Right, your fat butt failing at tryin to pull wheelies (and almost eating pavement) on my bike didnt un-align the wheel.
And with that car, she sold it for A THIRD of what she said its worth. WHAT? Thats my money youre losing there! She said shell give me $250 of it, but i doubt ill ever see that money. Now she says if i want the money i have to be at her house at 10am on sunday to go to church with her again, stay at her house 'til 6, go to anither church for dinner, then go home. I am NOT doing that. The last thing i told her was "get my money ($250) or i can gaurantee you will not be seeing me for a looong while."
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